Poor bloggy!

I feel like my blog is a forgotten-about stuffed toy that I keep away in my room and don't tell anyone about. It's forlorn, it's neglected, it's sat here on it's own with nothing to do. I've moved on to the bigger toys, but it's not my blogs fault. I just don't have the heart to pack it away in a box and store it in the attic, so it sits here waiting. I'm too attached to it, and it might give me some comfort one day when I'm really needing it.

So my stuffed toy will keep it's seat on the top of my cupboard (just out of reach) for now.

Quick Update

I am:

*Shocked by my new boss' intant confidence and faith in me

*Surprised by my own ability to concentrate and work hard.

*Understanding of why I was so depressed in my old job

*Feeling like the old 'Me'

*Happy

*Challenged.

*Realising that I LOVE being challenged.

*Feeling very hopeful for the future.

*Oh... once again, happy.