Within the last 24 hours everything has fallen spectacularly into place in terms of my work and home lives.  I now know:

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  That I will leave GSK on Monday 30th June
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  That Paul and I will get the keys to our (gorgeous) new flat on Tuesday 1st June and move sometime during that week, removal men permitting
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  That I will start at DfT on Monday 7th June, ( Read more... )

Life continues in that way it does. I've been two weeks in my new job now and I'm getting into a routine, which feels nice. Being happy, content, stable and settled takes a lot of getting used to. The two main changes I've noticed are ( Read more... )

Well, I had my last day, and it dragged like hell but mostly because I'd cleared my desk and my inbox by 3pm, and sent emails to all the promoters I've worked with over the last four years to say goodbye (and tell them who to email from now on), and so there was little else I could do but sit and wait.  Marc (line manager) gave me a bottle of pink ( Read more... )

One day I promise myself that I will have enough hours in my life to do all the things I have to do and still find time to do the things I want to do.

Okay guys, you have to help me choose a sofa - I'm getting nowhere on my own and it's the only thing missing from my lovely new flat.  It's definitely going to be black leather because I'm hoping my no-longer-a-batchelorette pad might acquire some comfortable chic, and I've always wanted a black leather sofa, and it'll match all my clothes and my ( Read more... )

I learnt a couple of things over the last few days:

Familiarity breeds tolerance rather than contempt.

-and-

People will love you more for your vulnerabilities than for your strengths.

Good things for an intolerant old battleaxe like me to remember, I should have figured them out years ago.

I found out tonight that I'll definitely be moving out of my flat within the next three months ( Read more... )

I am overdue about a hundred journal entries.  Forthcoming entries may or may not include:

• My thoughts on the 2007 World Snooker Championship
• The need for a new favourite snooker player because Ronnie O'Sullivan is just pants
• Spending time in Sheffield (with pictures)
• Possibly having SSRI Discontinuation Syndrome
• My new, rather strange, (part time) job

Channel flicking to put off the inevitability of going to bed, and I caught the beginning of Amélie on More 4.  I had forgotten how much I adore this film.  I won't get to bed before it ends now ( Read more... )

Bad bad bad day today.  Makes me think I have to change my life, urgently.

Life change option #1

Move back up north to my mum.  Run a cake shop or a little art gallery.  Marry acronymlessex and have babies.  Learn how to bake, spend weekends walking in the hills and listening to great music with a cat on my knee, gossip over tea and chocolate biscuits with my ( Read more... )