So. Christmas eve. Got the flat organised, got settled with #1 daughter and she gets a phone call. From her father. Me being the nice person that I am and #1 daughter knowing this, says on the phone..."yes dad. Of course you can come up dad" "what number are we? We are number 8." At this precise moment in time, I wished I was number four. (Apologies go out to all my fellow genre fans at this moment in time.)

Anyway, after a quick change, no phone box in sight, (groan) the doorbell rings.
In walks #1 daughter's father.  A bit worse for wear with the drink but in he walks anyway.
Me being me, as I mentioned before, welcomed him and offered him a drink. Surprisingly enough, he was really civil! IE: I am no longer frightened of him!
Was it that moment that decided it? I'm not sure. I just know that he is no longer a threat to me and I actually felt sorry for him.
Go me!

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Hey ho people! Remember me??
No? No?.....Well, your loss really! 'cause all the goss happens here!

Anyway.....Hi people!!
Where did I leave off? Oh yeah, I moved house.
Sheesh! Was that 6 months ago? Wow! Time flies eh?!

Hmm....six months worth to catch up on.....
Well, here goes!

I'm still not working, my 'adviser'( I use the term loosely) at the jobcentre, is an absolute...&£%$@#......nice person!
I have an IQ that is in the top 5% of the population and this person seems to think I am an idiot because I'm unemployed. Treat people the way you want to be treated is my motto, so she'll get her comeuppance.
Honestly, some people are given a title and they think they know it all...

Oh...Phone call........

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Hey, hey, hey! I'm back! Albeit on a telecommunications device, but I'm here!
Did y'all miss me? Anyway. I have moved house! Yes, I have! I loved, yes, you read right, past tense, loved the new place until..stuff happened. Another story. I moved all on my own. I had a 2 hour window to move the heavy stuff but the rest, I'm paying for. Anyway! I'm in a smaller house. I thought I could run away but alas! Everything that I do seems to haunt me!
My 'dream job' went as sour as dairy products. But that's another blog or a phone call to the correct authorities. This whole blog makes sense to me and when I finally gather my brain together, it will makes sense to you too!
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Jealousy

Life is finally treating me right. I've been through more than anyone would like in a lifetime! But, you know what?
I believe, after 23 years, I deserve it. I've brought up a family, I've had my share of..tyrannical people and I really don't care what anyone else thinks! I know what I've came through to get where I am!
So, if anyone I know thinks I seem to be above them, they really don't know me as a person!

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On the Move.

Well! How things change! Work is fab now it's under new management! I now love my job!
I also have a date for the move. It's all happening on the 1st of June. Meep!
Well, I get the keys on the 1st but I'm moving on the 2nd. everything is all sorted out, thanks to the wonderful new friends I've made through work. They are an amazing couple and I owe them big time. I have lots of respect for these people and now need to find time to invite them for drinks at my new crib!
Daughter #1 is always there. As usual, I can rely on her for everything. <3
So, yeah, more upbeat now that everything is happening. I just wish I wasn't a last minute sorta person. But then I'm kinda long in the tooth. Life experiences and such.
The moral of this tale....never give up. If you beleive strongly enough and work hard enough, sometimes your nightmares turn good.

Laters. x

New Job

So, as the title says, I got this new job. Not exactly what I applied for but I was given the impression at my interview that it was a step up the proverbial career ladder. How wrong I was. I am unhappy, I have nothing to work with and the criticism is not that constructive.
Feeling pretty pissed off about it all at the moment. I put my heart and soul into it and have got nothing in return.
I feel used for the first time in 15 years. Pretty close to throwing in the towel to be honest. It's affecting my whole life, soul, being. I'm too old to deal with that.
My problem is that I got daughter #1 a job there too and I feel my negativity is rubbing off on her. She may or may not enjoy it but it's a horrible atmosphere to begin with anyway.
The moral of the story is that my dream job seemed to have, somehow, turned into a nightmare. I was a happier person without it.

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New Job.

Okay. I went to interview #1. It was for the position of Bar Supervisor. After being impressed by my cv, the manager of said establishment stated that he was also looking for a head chef and that I was exactly what he was looking for and would I be interested. Who was I to say no to such a good chance?!
The establishment has just been bought over after being closed for two years. It's being completely refurbished with all new staff. I will have my own kitchen, two chefs under me and a kitchen porter. Go me!
I'm well excited and can't wait to start. Looks like my life is finally falling into place.
Oh, I never went to interview #2. Would you've?!

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