The 11th Hour

Well, after what has been an uncertain few months after being told my job would cease to exist, my subsequent decision to move to London and the job hunt it spawned, I have finally secured a job down there, practically at the 11th hour.

This last week has been quite hectic to say the least, after getting an interview, which I went down to London for, then after a long weekend, I had to go back down there for a 2nd interview. Then, after what seemed like an eternity, I finally got the call to say they want me to start in a week! It's all a bit sudden and - I'll admit - a bit scary, but I am so pleased and relieved that I've done it.

I would just like to say thank you to all of my friends and indeed the strangers that have been very helpful and supportive during these last few months, especially all of you lovely people on Twitter. You have all been fantastic and very patient, especially when I've been in an unbearable mood.

Not sure what else to say right now, as it's still kind of sinking in as I write this. The next few days are going to be very crazy indeed and no-doubt stressful, but it's finally happening and without wanting to sound too smug or twatty, it proves that if you really want something and you put your mind to it, then it'll happen. So, if you've set yourself a particular goal this year, then go for it and the very best of luck... unless your goal is world domination or to marry Chris Moyles or something... then... just... no. Never.







No.