I was hoping 2025 would run a little more smoothly than last year, it seems that's not to be the case...
Two months now and counting since I was made redundant. At the time I remained pretty calm about losing a decent job which paid well and allowed me to work remotely by the sea, but after numerous applications and very few replies, I'm now starting to get a little anxious. A daily scroll through Linked-in seems to show numerous people looking for IT roles, and I also read that Microsoft has recently cut 5000 jobs - now doesn't seem like the ideal time to be out of work.
The thing is I'm not sure I want another screen job and in my first, perhaps slightly rash, attempt to break free from IT, I've signed up for a week long Massage training course. I've always said that in another life I would have been a personal trainer or a fitness coach, so I guess now is a chance to bring that forward somewhat.
Over the past couple of years I've has numerous massage including Lymphatic drainage and I cannot describe how much, especially the latter, has helped me when my duff kidney is angry and I'm horribly distended. Speaking of the dodgy sultana Kidney, it is behaving of late - I'm eating about 6 items and boring as hell as that is, at least the bloated belly and side pains are much less frequent.
2025 actually started really well. A girl I'd been courting for a while moved in, and things were mostly going well prior to March. Then I lost my job, and then she told me she still missed her ex. She moved back in with him a few weeks ago - my moody, stressed head, and a drop in financial security were enough for her. I do pick them you might say, and you would probably be right.
It's not just me though, my Brothers current situation is also resting heavy on my mind. I can absolutely relate, and I guess that's why I'm carrying some of his burden. I'd love to for him to have a holiday.
Last but not least, my mother. Last year her partner lost his mobility and continence and was shipped back to the UK by relatives and into an old folks home, leaving my mother and her dog alone on the east coast of the Island. My mum has lived alone (and without a dog) in the past, but that was before she started to lose her memory. I hear it is tough for family members looking after those suffering from Dementia, I'm likely about to find out just how tough.
Although I'm more likely to find work on the mainland of Spain, or (gulp) back in the UK, I feel like I have to stay close to mum for the foreseeable. Selfishly, this potential move feel like a step backwards and further away from job opportunities, but the more I think about it the less it seems that there is an alternative option.
All in all my general mood at present could be better. I'm really trying to be grateful though for what I do have and not to ponder on what I've lost, or carry troubles that aren't mine - the latter is tricky for me and I may need some assistance. I'm hoping the massage course gives my self-esteem a boost and wakes up parts of my brain that haven't fired for many a year.
My hairs doing it's thing at least, and dare I say the style is currently quite fitting for a jobless beach bum.
Things will look better in the coming months, right?
Ash