Anything goes

After a week like this I suppose anything does go. Everything was completely out of whack, to use this completely scientific term. I felt disconnected from my work the moment I went “fuck this” and decided that I had had enough and needed a new one. I like some parts of my job, others I find it increasingly hard to concentrate on, mostly those I have done from the very beginning.

There is only so much mundane one can take.

With our jobs hanging precariously in the balance, my loyalty is starting to hang just as precariously. I don’t want to leave my manager with a lot of the crap and just bail on him. But I have done all I can in my position and he would likely be the one to push me head first into a new job. I’m always on top of his list when it comes to any new position that is cropping up in other departments.

We had a chat about that this week and whilst I’m pretty sure he’d be upset to lose me, he also wants what’s best for me, especially now.

So there was certainly a surreal aspect at work when it came to me telling him straight up that I was ready to leave London. He then asked me if I wanted to go to Athens, which after giving it some thought, I can’t see myself doing, at least not under current conditions.

I’ve been looking around sporadically on all the jobsites and have now seriously started to send out my CV and upload it everywhere. I’ve also received a few responses, some of which I have yet to consider, others that I’ve dismissed.

I think a part of me does like the thought of living in Malta, if even for a year. But there’s a larger part of me that’s going: naaahh…

But dealing with recruitment agents left, right and centre was a little unbalancing and I just wanted them to back off for a moment so I could think.

On Wednesday then everything at work crashed at some point, we were all extremely fed up and I just about had enough and said so. I was also voluntold to partake in the beta testing of a new tool, which started yesterday. Whilst that is interesting and the beta testing team consists of the best dashboarders in the team, it resulted in me feeling even more disconnected from work.

We all just love our routine, whichever way we manage to establish it. We live for it. And disturbances throw us for a loop, which is why my week felt so out of whack. There was no routine at any point.

I’ve started a photography course as well and the timing actually really sucks, because I have to try and be creative in another area than writing among everything else, and of course I wasn’t happy with anything I came up with for this week’s assignment and essentially just picked something in order to be able to submit something and hope for a better run next week.

Never mind that the week was mostly windy and grey, which didn’t do anything to lift my spirits.

My brother dear arrived today and I had been told that his friend would take us to this play that one of her workmates was in. I had absolutely no idea what to expect. After work I made my way to Wimbledon, where you can do a lot more than just play or watch tennis.

The title of what we were to see was, not so coincidentally, “Anything goes”. A musical comedy. I had a blast, the cast was amazing and it was very funny and entertaining with great music to boot.

The week is not done yet. I’m not sure how much time I will get to write tomorrow, I’m thinking of throwing something in the morning, the evening is definitely out.

Let’s see what else is going to happen. I’m sure it won’t be boring.

On another note, I’ve decided to start another blog on tumblr. It’ll be more on the photographic side, because my birthday present is a new camera and I do love photography. I want to see what I can come up with. In true form I named that blog after Joe, like this one is named after Grace. I thought it fitting.


About 2clouds

I am many things, most of them I am 100%, some of them 150%, none of them just half. I write, I read, I dream, I travel. I question. And I'm always looking for answers. No dream is impossible.
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