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And the craziness continues. In readiness for moving, I handed my notice in yesterday. You may remember that I studied quite hard to get this job, spent a lot on the qualifications....
Well it didnt work out. I made a mistake and I am happy to admit this. I am not cut out to work in an office like that. I eventually liked the people well enough, finance makes people bonkers I have decided. Very highly emotional. FTSE up, most are happy. Brexit, everybody very sad. Anyways, enough of that. Whats next?
I applied for a job on my phone, as you do now, sitting in the car park, whilst waiting to follow another coffin to its final resting place. My Mum and Dad both in the car. My parents are the type of people, "if your happy we are happy". Our relationship has changed a lot over the last 10 years, I went somewhere from being their kid that lived in London, to someone who took over their finances, bills and such. In a way reversing the relationship. We have all mellowed. I looked to them for reassurance that we arent crazy. They did a similar thing when they were our age. Hence I grew up by the sea.
I had an email and a telephone interview, with a very posh gentleman, Retired Forces. Then a face to face interview, with Him, his Son and his Accountant. He requires a personal assistant 4 days a week for 6 hours a day. I will help with sorting his correspondence, arranging the cleaning ladies, the gardeners, builders etc. I am looking forward to the challenge as he is quite a good laugh, doesnt take himself too seriously and most of all he is only one village over. I will no longer have to drive nearly to London every other day. I am doing this for 6 months. We hope that this will coincide with us selling. If not I would be allowed to stay in one of the cottages. He is hoping to rent them out. Watch this space as that is somewhere he said he wants input into the interior decoration. He has come to the right person.
I handed my notice in yesterday after my weeks holiday. I am now on Garden Leave.
I am ready to change. The light is at the end of the tunnel. I just hope no one turns out the light!