Monday, August 14, 2006
I know it was the sensible thing to do, but if I only I had made my decisions based on who I was and not what I should be, I might be a bit happier in my working life by now. But then, it's all life experience I suppose, and without it, I would never have met Gail. In reflection, without her my life would be worse off - I just wouldn't be aware of it.
Speaking of my wife, she starts a new job today. Her climb up the ladder in the world of finance/investment has been nothing short of meteoric. I'm very proud of her and how she has carved out her own career through self-training and persistence. Her career is doing the opposite of mine: I am plunging into the depths and she is soaring through the sky ever higher. Good on you babe!
Anyway, no point in getting all morbid about my own career. I have my writing, and it is this madness that keeps me sane.
When I wrote the above I was feeling crappy about being back at work. Post-holiday blues and all that sort of thing. As I write this, I am raging. Without going in to specifics, I have reached the end of my tether with this place. Small-minded, petty and arrogant doesn't sum it up. The sooner I get out, the better.
As a result, I got no writing done or anything to do with The Fringe. My time this evening, was taken up with other, more pressing matters.
End of post.