For a while now, my life has been a bucketful of uncertainties. I jacked in one job without another to go to, and gave up the place I lived, uncertain of when I’d next be earning enough to pay for rent. Homeless and jobless, I was liberated of many of the stresses in my life, but new ones immediately popped up to replaced them. What … Continue reading Bring. It. On.
When I first considered the prospect of impending unemployment, my outlook was undeniably gloomy. I wouldn’t be able to afford Wimbledon rent, that’s for sure. Would I have to take a job I dislike even more than accountancy, with potentially worse hours and unquestionably worse pay? My French housemate was scathing of my pessimism. “You English people are so pessimistic! Why do you expect to … Continue reading Getting What I Want