And the mojo is stirring....

Morning GOG fans, lots of stuff to wax lyrical on today, it's been a busy few days.

Just returned from getting a little RnR with my big sister in Switzerland - for RnR read SnS - snow and sauvignon.  Plus, spending hours on eBay finding tasty morsels for the shabby chic flat makeover (actually, shabby chic with a twist, a bit of a juxtaposition of styles yah?).

I could really get used to this redundancy lark, although I have been writing job applications on a daily basis - though perhaps I should be spending more time finding a man to support my new love of knick-knacks.



The grumpy mojo is definitely returning.  Whilst I have been making major efforts to let go of the pure HATRED for my ex-employers (....and breathe, visualise the stop sign, safe place, safe place....), the mojo was stoked by a farcical incident yesterday.

I got a card through the door, informing me that I had a delivery that required a £6 surcharge for insufficient postage.  After trekking to the sorting office to retrieve my delivery, and hand over the cash, it turns out that my ex-employers had delivered the final death blow by posting me MY REDUNDANCY CHEQUE WITHOUT ANY POSTAGE.  Even the grumpy git at the sorting office could see the irony.

My ex-employer JA?

Now I would hate to over-inflate my skills and importance in my previous job (as has been intimated), however AT LEAST I KNOW HOW TO POST A FUCKING LETTER.

OK, time for my medication, laters grump fans xxx