Friday, 18 November 2016

will work for (pesco-vegan) food

So without going into too much detail, in three weeks I will be - how can I say it? - between jobs.

I've not been fired and I haven't resigned. It's not even due to that old chestnut, artistic differences.

Maybe Gwyneth had it right all along - we're consciously uncoupling. It's mutually beneficial.

I can't go into too much detail - confidentiality - but as my issues with work have been such a preoccupation on the blog this year, it seemed daft not to mark it on here in some way.

Earlier this week I was in a position to start telling friends and colleagues at work. I've been getting some lovely messages (and many, many hugs) but the question I keep getting is one I don't have an answer for:
"So where are you going?"
It's only natural when this has - to people outside the process - come out of nowhere.

I suppose on the whole I'm feeling pretty good about it all - mentally lighter certainly. And it's great to know that I'm going out on my own terms. Plus I get a bit of breathing space before Christmas.

But every time someone asks that question I get the fear.

It's all going to be fine, yeah?

3 comments:

swisslet said...

you'll be fine. you won't look backwards and you'll quickly be feeling the benefits of your new freedom.

We still on for this weekend? I'll probably be driving now, so super flexible.

stevedomino said...

Definitely. I'll message you with my phone number.

So. It looks like I'll be getting pissed for the two of us!

swisslet said...

well, I'm out again in the evening, so....