Well huzzah with big brassy knobs on, the weekend is almost upon us! And I – I have completely forgotten what I was planning to blog about. Bugger me with a fish-fork.
Mental shutdown in progress, please standby for reboot.
Time has quite literally disappeared this week. Which means that either the days have been so alike in their unrepentant monotony that they have all but blurred into one seamless period of time OR - My secretly harboured suspicion that some unnamed government agency drugged me in my sleep; whisked me away to some “non-existent” laboratory, whereupon I was subjected to experimentation before being drugged again and returned to my bed, is in fact, what actually happened.
Personally both options fill me with a degree of fear, but to suggest that this week is to be noted for being devoid of interest is a little misleading, as I have once more been sowing the seeds of change - and change looks imminent. I have an interview for an internal position at work next Tuesday. If I succeed in getting it, I feel it will put me in good stead for further career progression in the not too distant future, so fingers crossed. Should I not succeed, I have been made aware of a few external options that may suit me, so I shall be exploring those over the weekend.
It is these little things that seem to be lifting the melancholy I have unwillingly succumbed to recently, well, those little things and a kick up the ass.
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