Several days ago I was bragging bout how life’s great now that I can spend the whole day watching TV. Seems I might have spoke too soon ’cause I have managed to find myself a job in the lily white world of construction. I have no idea how I managed to do that, one minute I was snuggling inside my blanket, watching films all day, laughing at people who have to wake up early in the harsh winter mornings for work, the next minute I’m signing 18 months contracts, it’s surreal. I had given up hope of ever finding a regular job, I was starting to be used to the idea of being a struggling freelance writer for, I was bracing myself for late cheques that won’t clear, paypal accounts that won’t link with my bank account causing me to break reserve bank laws that don’t allow using paypal as a pocket etc. but it seems life had other ideas.
I’m thankful that I finally found something after the frustration I went through searching for employment during the last two years and I’m praying that my self-sabotaging tactics don’t kick in during the duration of my contract. I work for/with the most wonderful people, they gave me a chance when no one else would. I’m looking forward to learning as much as I can and working as hard as I can. I’m looking forward to this new chapter of my life, there used to be a time when change used to scare me but my recent mental health catastrophe taught me not to take myself seriously, stopped me from over-analysing every new situation to the point of paralysis. I’m okay now, ready for anything that comes my way. Here’s to my new job.