Monday, December 05, 2005
Long time no blog – an update on this year
Okay okay, so I’ve been a lil busy – I got my voluntary redundancy, got two job offers in my last week after a lot of effort and fretting, chose the one that paid much less but leads to greater job satisfaction I hope i.e. a move out from IT focus and into the people and communications side.
What a challenge! – taking the hard edge off the culture in a logistics company so it can blossom into a beautiful place to work, weather the storms and grow grow grow as it rightly should. It’s great because I get to use my cognitive psychology, 6th sense for usability, writing skills, commercial sensibilities etc. to look at moulding how a whole organisation behaves. Last week I went on two fantastic courses – 1) Working with senior leaders to engage staff and build trust, and 2) Communicating change.
In the last 3 months I have lived in three different places – Riseley with Timi, moved to Bournemouth hoping to find work by the sea (can I call it moved as spent all my time with Mark), lived with Mark in Purley but it was too much of a commute to the new job (often 2 hours by train or sat on the M25 – gawd, I hate motorways and they seem to hate me too!) so I’m now in Bracknell and enjoy driving through Great Windsor Park to work. Now I dodge badgers instead of drivers asleep at the wheel.
Bracknell is finally starting to feel like home but all this upheaval is pushing me over the edge. If my sofa doesn’t finally get delivered this Friday I will have to find some railings to chain myself to in protest.
Not satisfied with changing job, living in four places, buying a flat in Bournemouth, having a heart operation, having a myomectomy with 6 weeks recovery, falling in love (yes Mark featured heavily above) all in one year - I also nipped to Poland to buy some land as an investment with my redundancy money, learnt about running a commercially successful small hotel on a course in Florida, had a Knowledge Management conference in Berlin with Mars, had a great time in Cuba, went wild in Mallorca with Ewa, spent a week on the Amalfi coast in Italy and had a weekend in Warsaw with friends.
No wonder I’m exhausted. I am getting wiser though. I ditched the evening course in counselling realising a new job was going to be all absorbing for the first few months and it certainly is.
What a challenge! – taking the hard edge off the culture in a logistics company so it can blossom into a beautiful place to work, weather the storms and grow grow grow as it rightly should. It’s great because I get to use my cognitive psychology, 6th sense for usability, writing skills, commercial sensibilities etc. to look at moulding how a whole organisation behaves. Last week I went on two fantastic courses – 1) Working with senior leaders to engage staff and build trust, and 2) Communicating change.
In the last 3 months I have lived in three different places – Riseley with Timi, moved to Bournemouth hoping to find work by the sea (can I call it moved as spent all my time with Mark), lived with Mark in Purley but it was too much of a commute to the new job (often 2 hours by train or sat on the M25 – gawd, I hate motorways and they seem to hate me too!) so I’m now in Bracknell and enjoy driving through Great Windsor Park to work. Now I dodge badgers instead of drivers asleep at the wheel.
Bracknell is finally starting to feel like home but all this upheaval is pushing me over the edge. If my sofa doesn’t finally get delivered this Friday I will have to find some railings to chain myself to in protest.
Not satisfied with changing job, living in four places, buying a flat in Bournemouth, having a heart operation, having a myomectomy with 6 weeks recovery, falling in love (yes Mark featured heavily above) all in one year - I also nipped to Poland to buy some land as an investment with my redundancy money, learnt about running a commercially successful small hotel on a course in Florida, had a Knowledge Management conference in Berlin with Mars, had a great time in Cuba, went wild in Mallorca with Ewa, spent a week on the Amalfi coast in Italy and had a weekend in Warsaw with friends.
No wonder I’m exhausted. I am getting wiser though. I ditched the evening course in counselling realising a new job was going to be all absorbing for the first few months and it certainly is.
Sunday, June 12, 2005
Bournemouth and Work Thoughts
Have had a lovely weekend in my Bournemouth flat. Quiet, sunny, great shopping, stunning sea views and park walk from my house to the clifftop or the walk through the Upper East Side (that's my Bon Mouth talk for East Boscombe which is a des res area and made me think a detached home, with an in out drive, is something to aspire to) to le feesh n chip shop in Southbourne. No need to convince myself why I bought a flat here - it's bloody marvellous. Felt on cloud nine driving into Bournemouth centre, sun shining, tree lined avenues, music up loud. In fact going to stay tonight too and drive to work tomorrow morning.
I will look for a job down here as well as Reading/Basingstoke/Bracknell. Would prefer to live here full time if I can find a decent enough salary. Whatever happens I don’t want a 60 hrs per week job with lots of travel – rather I need a job which allows me to continue my great work/life balance with time for my creative interests, art house movies, friends and the regular w/end away.
I will look for a job down here as well as Reading/Basingstoke/Bracknell. Would prefer to live here full time if I can find a decent enough salary. Whatever happens I don’t want a 60 hrs per week job with lots of travel – rather I need a job which allows me to continue my great work/life balance with time for my creative interests, art house movies, friends and the regular w/end away.
There’s not only sea salt in my air, but love
Well long time no blog. Been a busy girl. You know recuperating from op (feeling great and healing very nicely), debating over whether to take voluntary redundancy (looks like I should) or not, coming to terms with my role vanishing in the new corporate structure (crying over all my hard work being thrown out and my role not being valued), debating whether to live in Bournemouth or not (it’s so bloody gorgeous but salaries so low), doing up my Bournemouth flat (pretty much there except for that bloody blue skirting I inherited), procrastinating against painting the skirting in the form of enjoying the seaside and the glorious sunshine (short walk to cliff top is so much more alluring than another paint tin exploding in my face), and finally being utterly distracted from my woes by a man. Alas his stupid company keep sending his to the US for work.
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