This year is one for happiness. First week back to work and we’ve been absolutely mental. I work at a recruitment agency just out of Leeds, but I’m not a consultant. I am a Project Coordinator. Fancy huh?!
One of our consultants is on holiday, so between myself and my manager we’ve been looking after things. We’ve had a massively productive week I think. This week I’ve adopted lists, relayed on lists and, bless my stars, I will continue to do so. Something I’ve done on and off all my adult life, but having to do it in my planner, I’ve taken it and put it into practice. I’m feeling great that I’ve had a visual to cross off the tasks we’ve completed – And believe me, there’s been a lot to do.
I feel like I’m at a crossroads with work. I love my job, I love the location and I love the people I work with. I can’t help but think I’d like to have a bash at recruitment. Its not something I’ve ever done before, but I think I’d like to give it a good go. It might be a conversion to have with one of the boss men to get some advice. It may be a passing thought , but curiosity can’t be a bad thing. Can it?
A weekend alone as man is working Saturday and obsessing over guns on Sunday. Here I will be catching up with my sister in law and my mother. As well as a couple of hikes with Demon Dog, a run and a gym visit.
I’ve stuck to the detox, amazingly. Day #3 & #4 were tough on the old caffeine free crap. Oh the need for a simple cup of tea was mind blowingly districting. Even now, 8 days in, I can feel the lack of caffeine creeping up on me. Trying to bash the tank in my brain that usually stores the stuff. Now to sooth my caffeine free bashed brain, with hopefully some sleep.