This week has been rather strange. I have written umpteen drafts of posts – some full of self pity and others up beat. The tail end of September is, in general a bumpy time for me, the juxtaposition of blissful and painful anniversaries. But, this week has really taken the biscuit. At times I felt as if I was being hounded by the furies, but on reflection have decided that instead of chasing me, they caught and knocked a bit of sense in.
In short, my tale of woe; I transfered funds to my UK bank account without checking the exchange rate and discovered that Dick Turpin was running the show, I was offered an unsolicited job which was then rescinded within the space of 12 hours and discovered that I can’t apply to NYU’s school of continuing education as I already have a degree. But, there is a silver lining as well as a pot of gold at the end of this story.
All this angst has spurred me on to contemplate leaving my current job and to re-join the real world. So I shall start looking for a part-time admin role in a marginally interesting environment forthwith. On that note, it looks as if I may be volunteering at Doctors Without Borders (as well as my current gig at Channel Thirteen), so hopefully that may lead some thing.
Now, education – do I really want to return to full time student life. Is my desire emanating from a reluctance to return to the glamourous world of admin and the vain hope that it might improve my career prospects or do I just have something ‘intellectual’ to prove to myself? I think it is the latter, so I have started investigating correspondence degrees, not the dodgy ones you get in your spam but some thing along the lines of OU but with the University of London instead.