Just dropped off my letter of resignation.
It was either that or pre-book a hospital bed in a wacky ward!!
Recently, I've been...
* Working close to 70 hours a week (which is fine if you're working for yourself/getting paid good money)
* I'm in the middle of moving house (having organised everything)
* Worrying about how I'm gunna get a bike for DD (if at all)
* Doing jobs and helping various family members (as if I don't have enough to do)
* Trying to build websites for various good people (and letting them all down so far)
* Burning my candle at all 3 ends
So, after rolling into work at 10pm on Friday night, having started at 6am and I'd just had 3 days off because I was already worn out and felling ill, I decided that they can stick their crappy job up their arse!
I'm too knackered to feel good about jacking it in, but I'm sure I'll feel much better once I get a 9-5 type job, a bit of my life back, and time to do some of the things I'd like to do, rather than just work and sleep.
I'll be on here a little bit this week then, but not too much coz I've got to get stuck in to a website for a very patient and kind person (a DSC'er no doubt!)
Let the good times roll...
