Urgh. Life is just not quite there yet. There is so much going on and so much I wish I could do more to change...but I have started on the positive path (sort of) and that's all I can do.
Bookclubs, new job, failed NaNo...it all happens here (well it sort of already did, anyway).
Change can be absolutely terrifying, but this time I am tackling it head on. In the week I start a brand new job I also (insanely) start NaNo2017. I'm nothing if not stupid enough to do two things so scary all in one week.
In two weeks I leave my current role; the experience has been good (ish), and a massive learning curve, but the move is a positive thing, and I can't wait to start something brand new.
Finding a job is hard, but knowing when the job isn't right for you when you're worried is even harder. I have an interview for something I KNOW is not right for me, how do I get out of it?
Waking up at 5am has it's benefits (in the summer), but the darker it gets in the morning the more likely you are to find me being pathetic and beating my chest in frustration at the cruel fate which has me seeing the hour from the wrong side.
Job hunting at the best of times isn't fun. But, when you're trying to fit it in with a full time job, a long commute, and serious panic attacks, it turns into a marathon at sprint speed.
Writing is a craft; it takes time, dedication, and a certain level of skill. Unfortunately for me, right now these all appear to be missing. Does anyone have any idea where I can find them?
Tears, lump in throat, burning eyes, these are all signs of distress, disappointment, dismay, heartbreak, and they are all things I felt yesterday.
The week drags by as though it's reluctant to finish, yet the time I crave (the weekend) goes by as though someone gave it an unhealthy dose of amphetamine. It's so so wrong!