As the hormones simmer down and things around here get organised and back to semi-normal, a routine is developing (another one!). The house is staying relatively organised and I am staying relatively busy. I have been practising and honing the skills I acquired during the two years I spent in advertising, to create and market two websites online. More on that to come. It’s fairly new and largely pro bono, but I get the opportunity to distill everything I’ve learned, understand it, and put it into practise. And it may just work.
If it doesn’t, no one’s lost very much and I have learned some more. But I’m hoping it’ll be awesome.
On the job-hunt-front I have put all my eggs into two baskets, and I realised today that this is, perhaps, naive. The way it happened was thus: on Saturday evening my sister’s car broke down on her way home from work. It’s been threatening to do so for a very long time, but since she doesn’t have the money even to license it adequately, she certainly doesn’t have the money to service or repair it. And until now, that’s been ok.
No longer so.
It has now become apparent that she should find a better job. One with:
- A regular income;
- An income she can live on;
- Humane working hours; and
- Growth prospects.