We had a really great time whilst away and the mind numbing tedium that is my job was forgotten about enabling me to feel free again! It took until Wednesday of this week for the post-holiday blues to set in but once they did they took hold like a vice.
Bloody hell I need a change of career.
This is something that I have been slowly investigating over the last few months and this weekend I'm going to set aside an afternoon, most probably Sunday, to go through the options that appeal to me, and nail something down. The excitement that accompanies venturing into a new career is not new to me. I'm currently in my second deviation, the first being nursing which lasted for 6 years. I currently now work in an office environment and now realise that I was right all those years ago when I said that an office job wasn't for me. Why did I take such a job if I was sure it wasn't the right one?
Nothing ventured nothing gained I suppose. The idea of regular daytime working hours, having each and every weekend and public holiday off, and actually working for myself instead of everyone else was too tempting to resist. Having my weekends spread over Monday and Tuesday was not conducive to a happy life and the constant sickness and misery that I encountered during my working hours eventually left me drained.
Such is life.
Anyway I digress. Here's a few images from our trip.
As you can see - those dirty horrible English beaches really do look terrible!
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