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Ok, I should be honest with you all. When I decided to commit to writing this blog last week, I said I wouldn't mention my job.
So honestly... I have no job. I am unemployed. There... I said it. It's a bit hard for me to admit it, as I hate being unemployed. A month ago, I took a redundancy package and left. I wasn't enjoying it.Three years felt like 30 and as a result it was time to move on to greener pastures. Ideally, I would have liked a seamless transition from one job to another, but it didn't work out that way.

Unemployment is not a pleasant state of existence. I cannot understand how some people make it a profession. In between applying incessantly for jobs, I have faced mindless addictions to PopCap Games, lethargy, loss of appetite and a loss of motivation to do anything. My desperate fear of being unemployed has made me sink into a state of anxiety over the future and an apathy over the present. <sigh!>

Fortunately, last Thursday, I got stuck into my mum's gardening. A couple of weeks ago, I promised my mum that I would do some of the gardening for her as a number of trees in her backyard needed some serious pruning. The change from worrying over whether I was going to get a call back was much needed. I found myself enjoying the fresh air, the company of my dogs and for a few days, I was making the most of what I had. It occured to me then that there are a number of things I had been putting off that this (hopefully) brief state of being would allow me to accomplish.

And so, before I continue to spend another week moaning about not having a job to go to,  I think I will get onto the first of my tasks.