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Taking the Plunge

Well, not literally.  I suppose it’s just as well we have no cliffs in London because the last few weeks at work would have certainly made the thought of it very appealing.  The trouble with having a difficult time at work is that it inevitably creeps into your home life too.  Hubby and I were arguing more and I was losing my patience with my children.  Nobody likes to be “that” mum.  The whole thing ends up spiralling up until you really don’t think you can take it anymore.

You may have remembered that I had a bit of a “losing it” moment with a senior executive a couple of weeks ago.  Well, not content with having one emotional angry moment I decided to book end it with another.  This time with my bosses boss.  This isn’t generally seen as a good career move, but I think it really summed up my general mood at the time.  Thankfully this man has a bit more emotional intelligence than the other guy and pressed me to the point where I was in fight or flight mode.  I was either going to shout “Fuck off” to him or walk out and even I was a bit apprehensive at which way I was going to go.  He saw the whites of my eyes, backed down and wandered off.  I knew I hadn’t won.  I had been lucky though.  I could have really made a mess of that.  We met the following Monday, much calmly and sorted out the disagreement in the right way.  Thank goodness.

So I’m at a cross roads.  I’ve been here 10 years in March and I recently decided I was going to find another job.  I’ve got lots of obstacles to getting there, but none that can’t be overcome.  I just need to break this all done in nice manageable chunks.  I’m concerned I’m going to miss out on my long service leave in March.  An extra 2 weeks holiday on top of the 4 weeks (Pro-rata for me, but works out the same).  It may take me that long to find the job I want, I can’t let that be a reason to hang on.  “I won’t earn as much” – Well, you never know.  “I won’t get the same benefits” – you never know, and at any rate, being happier is much more important. “I haven’t got a CV” – schedule the time to work on it.

The plan was that I start to look for a new job and then that would dictate where we might move out to.  We really want to move.  I feel stifled where I am.  The trouble is I don’t want to get a job somewhere only to discover all the areas around it I don’t want to live in.  We are, therefore, planning to go and do a bit of snoop around in areas we might like.  Hubby knows these places quite well, but I’m been a Londoner for 17 years and have never been to most.  First stop is this weekend.  Off to Hampshire to sample the delights that this county has to offer.  I’ve got a couple of villages recommended to me by people on Twitter (we nearly went on Sunday with hangovers, but some friends cancelled a weekend with us this week, so we thought we would use that), so we are going to check them all out.The Woods

We are making a whole weekend of it and will be staying overnight at relatives in Newbury which also gives us the opportunity to have a look West of Newbury too.  I’m really excited about it.  If we find an area we like I can find out about school and other amenities and then look for jobs that sit somewhere between there and where I am now.  Then I can commute for a while from here, hopefully with some flexibility and Pickle can complete Year 1 at her current school without me feeling guilty for pulling her out early.

All sounds so simple on paper though doesn’t it.  I’m hoping it pans out that well.

Any advice on what to look for in a new area, other than good schools?  What do you think makes a good place to live?

When I Grow Up

What do I want to be when I grow up?

 Well I can tell you what I don’t want to be. I don’t want to be a 9-5 grinder in a role involving spreadsheets, Gantt charts and the management of the unmanageable….oh hang on.

 You know that feeling when you realise you are too far down the road now and there is little opportunity for you to change tack?  I’m there. Sitting in an open plan office, not hating my job, but feeling there has to be more to my life than this. Obviously there is, my family, but I spend 30 hours a week here……..that’s a lot of hours doing something I don’t love.

 I was thinking the other day about my hope for my children’s future. How I might encourage them, support them and do some of the leg work to see what options are available to them when they show an interest in something. I never got that you see. My parents saw me as an office worker (it’s easy, basic stuff) or at best a flight attendant (that way I could meet a pilot who would support me to stay at home).  Even my Grandmother suggested a Doctor’s receptionist would be good, that way I could meet a nice doctor who would support me…..you get the picture.

 Actually, what I ended up doing (later rather than sooner but never the less) was nothing short of amazing.  Having come to the UK to study acting and dabbling in it a little bit, I happened to work for a company that was run by a guy who was a little like a cross between Mr Selfridge and Alan Sugar.  Great ideas, constantly changing his mind, but needing a supportive team of people to mould and shape and promote. I was one of them.  So in the space of 8 years I went from part-time data entry clerk, through several different and interesting roles to working for a different company as a Project Manager.  Decent money, flexible hours (sort of) and definitely re-employable if I so needed to find another job.

 So I’m here, running a team and saying “What’s it all about, then”. Because surely this isn’t it.

Image courtesy of e how.com

Image courtesy of e how.com

 Admittedly a very BIG reason for me not moving into something else (I quite fancied being a police woman at one stage) is that I have very much got used to the money I now earn.  Any loss of earnings would have a serious detrimental effect on where we live and what we can afford.  That’s the problem with climbing the pay ladder…….you get yourself in a position where you’re outgoings always sit just behind your earnings whether you earn £700 a month (my data entry earnings) or what I’m now earning.

 I have done a Psychology degree. I completed and graduated in March 2012 but in order to do anything with it I’d have to go on to at least a Masters and in most cases a PhD too.  I have yet to see any options open to me for anything without the extra study and of course you need to do work placements, voluntary work etc… which is difficult with a job and children.  Of course it makes me more employable for having a degree and perhaps the fact I have a psychology background makes it all the more interesting.

 The fact is, I’ve always fancied running my own business but I’ve never happened upon an amazing product/skill that I could sell.  I don’t want to be part of a pyramid selling scheme (Avon/Tupperware) I want to do something interesting and exciting and ideally creative.  I’m not a  massive risk taker either, so anything I started up would need to be done alongside my job for a while until I felt secure about it.

 It’s a pretty scary prospect to me that my profession is THIS ONE…………and it makes me kind of sad too. I’m properly stuck in a rut and can’t see the way out.

 Anyone out there find themselves in a similar predicament?  Major career change?  How did you manage with little money?