It’s funny how things work out sometimes.
A year ago this week, I left my job and went in search of a new one.
I was optimistic, armed with a strong network of contacts and great experience, and had every reason to believe I’d be back on my feet in no time.
But things didn’t go exactly according to plan. While I was lucky enough to find freelance work (actually, most times it found me), and I enjoyed having time “off” (especially during the summer), the ensuing months were frustrating as job leads didn’t pan out and I intentionally downsized my social life.
All I wanted was something new, and for my life to move forward. Instead, I felt like my life was on hold.
But that’s over now.
Martin's Musings 