Back to Wage Slave Status

I've spent the last year been a "lady of leisure". It was all a bit of an accident as I've always worked-even when my son was small and I could have stayed home. A combination of liking the nicer things in life and a work ethic drummed into me by my hard-working parents from the earliest of age. My previous job went belly up in a spectacular style owing massive amounts of money which now a year later turns out to be asset concealing as the owner is currently in court accused of defrauding previous business partners of £8 million ($16 million) in a business deal. I guess throwing 20 or so people out of work meant nothing to this guy -ah well I may not be rich but at least I sleep soundly at night !

If I'm honest I was in no hurry to get back to work as the whole scenario had been pretty hard emotionally -as we had spent three weeks knowing the axe would probably fall but lured into staying on the promise that another businessman would be launching a rescue package. Which of course never happened-We all thought it was probably a ruse to keep us there for the last weeks-and we were right <sigh>.  This could turn into a rant about how employers treat workers and how the law has some big fat holes in it that encourages them to dump a business rather than give incentives to keep a business afloat rather than liquidate it and start again......but what's the point-that's the way it is-and all the ranting isn't going to change things-no politician is going to risk alienating the businessman's vote by trying to change the law in favour of the honest working man and woman trying to pay their rent/mortgage and raise their kids. Some of my work-mates were absolutely devestated and financially hurting after this.

So after taking the summer off to recover.....which stretched into "after Christmas" ....and "In the spring" (Maybe I should put skilled procrastinator on my CV) I finally started looking seriously and the transition back to work has actually been quite painless. Lower management but keeping some sales involement, mostly nice people (one pain but every office has ONE ....) and it's BUSY so the day goes fast. I'm settling in-the worst thing is been suited and booted with hair and make up done and out the house by 8am-I'm used to ambling in the morning. My teenage son is adjusting well-which was my biggest concern and part of the reason I didn't rush back to work as he's suffering depression and needed my support but is showing improvement so the guilt level isn't so high with me as it would have been if I'd HAD to go back earlier. I'm counting my blessings and looking forward to that first pay cheque at the end of June.