I knew today was going to be a tough day, the red sky only confirmed it for me.
So what if the red sky is meant to relate more to the weather than life in general, it can be anything I want it to be.
I've lived through four company restructures now, working in Human Resource and Change roles, it's kind of unavoidable. I've known the people who were going, cared about many of them and even cried with several of them.
At my previous workplace even my position was made redundant and yet I had choice. My boss had already left and I was fortunate to transfer to the parent company with him. I also finalised others redundancy contracts before I left and basically 'turned' off the lights as I left in a manner of speaking.
Mine wasn't true redundancy in the real meaning of the word. Not gut clenching, knock down shock that your job and your daily routine has been turned on its ear. Now just more than two years later we find ourselves amidst the drama again.
I hate business restructures, there's not one nice thing about them. That's all I need to say on the subject, just so you understand why today was a red sky morning. That and the fact that today is my last day of being 40.
Tomorrow I turn 41 years old. I've always dreaded my birthdays, I'm not sure why either. It's a day just to be rushed through and be done with. Hubby is frustrated because I can not come up with one single thing that I want for my birthday - not one.
That's not me being coy or playing games either. I simply don't want or need anything, other than perhaps a trip to Thailand, but that's probably a little bit over the birthday spend budget and not feasible in the foreseeable future.
I have decided I will get a tattoo on my foot, after months of dithering and talking about it, but everything I've read and heard tells me this is painful and not conducive with wearing high heels for work. So I will wait for my holidays to do that when I can slop around with bare feet for a few days..
Hayfever is killing me at the moment, I haven't had it quite so bad for years, but this year is exceptionally horrendous. I feel like scratching my eyes out of my head at the moment.
Ahhh the magnificent joys of old age, you become easily redundant and you sniff and snort a lot. I'm sure it can only get better, as long as I don't lose my sense of humour I'll be fine. Have a good week all.