New job, new life

They say that life begins at forty, but that I am sure was in the 'old' days. Last year was not a very good year and I felt a little bit as though life was being very unkind to me and spent most of the year licking my wounds, tentatively trying to take brave steps and then having to go back into a safe place and lick my wounds again. But I made it through 2006 and if January is anything to go by then 2007 is my year and I am going to embrace it and

I started this year with clearing out not only the physical clutter but other bits of baggage as well, I disposed of things I have hung on to for sentimental value and other silly reasons (although not all of it - yet), I took stock and decided that I needed to take control of my life.

I wrote a letter enclosing my CV to an organisation that I had been offered a job with last year and as it was about the time of my car crash, did not accept. I regretted it, and had such a bad year that never gave it another thought. When I sent the letter out, I expected a no thank you nice of you to drop us a line - but nooooooooo. I actually was called in for an interview and believe it or not start on the 12th February. What an amazing thing to happen. It is a job that will hold my interest, with well educated and intelligent people and best of all, a decent salary that will pay the bills and maybe even let me go on holiday to a destination of my choice. Roll on Venice, Florence, Prague and all the cultural centres of the world.