Crossroads

Well yes I am alive and haven't been kidnapped by an arab prince and being held hostage in a harem against my will. I've returned in one piece but... words just don't even begin to describe the pure and utter hell that has been my life since my return. If I didn't have a mortgage and require money to buy food and pay the bills I would have quit my job 100 times over during the last couple of weeks. I thought it was pretty bad before I left but magnify that by about 1 brazillion and you're somewhere near the vicinity.

Let's just say that I'm looking for a new job. But at the same time I had a very inspiring conversation with someone I haven't seen in a very long time which has inspired me to get my act together and get my own business up and running. I've decided on a business name and started working on my business plan... The main thing that got me started was her saying " You work for 11 hours a day, you come home and still think about work (or do a little extra work) then can't sleep because you're thinking about work, then wake up during the night drafting emails or dreaming about work - imagine channeling the energy you're putting into a job you hate into a job you love? Imagine what you could achieve?" So fucking true....

So I'm looking for a job that I like but will afford me time to get my business up and running on the side. And yes I've been channeling that energy into the right spot.... watch this space.

I know I should give you an update on the whole Benji thing but let me sum it up by saying "He's just not that into me". Had a brilliant time on my trip, no fucking brilliant time on my trip but my secret mission was a failure. C'est la vie folks. Live and learn right?

and I REALLY missed my cat... also sad but true ;}