Porridge had some bad news at the vets...she is getting fat.
And so am I, so today we set out on a marathon walk to justify our dinner.
My head was bulging after a day of frantic email exchanges with prospective employers and I needed the fresh air. I have worked for myself for so many years now that I find it hard to adopt the right attitude of eagerness to please when I present myself for an interview and I was afraid that all I projected was a kind of nervous arrogance. Not only was my head bulging but it was also wrestling with the identity problems caused by these life changes. For a long time I have had the luxury of considering myself an artist, a singer and songwriter, with the freedom to follow my little artistic obsessions. As a teacher of both English and singing, the world looks like a very different place. How will I find time to finish my book with the walls closing in?
I have changed hats so often during the last few days that I am in danger of forgetting who I am.
No wonder I have a headache...
On the upside, I have met some lovely new people, and re established contact with some lovely old ones... And I have had so many offers of work that I am able to pick and choose, and only work in the places that are welcoming and look like being a rewarding way to spend my time. The real difficulty is deciding how much to take on... without my head exploding..
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