I returned to work this morning.
I’d been away for nearly seven days. My return was marked by absolutely no-one, except for a single colleague who threw a ‘oh, hello, welcome back!’ over her shoulder. I went into my office and threw out the week old coffee from the coffee machine, and got on with it. Remember, you are nothing to these people, and they would not remember your name if you left tomorrow. My own direct line manager has said nothing to me.
My son is equally the same; the food is prepared and the daily life continues on, so I’m the best ever. My goal as a parent is for my worth and importance in his life to become smaller and smaller, and my life needs more than that.
So I am setting a goal. I am going to create a life that has worth to me and where I am able to create something I consider important to me. It will be self-directed and it will be based on self expression and creativity. I will be working much, much harder than I am right now, and I will get there.
Tomorrow, we start.
How are Things? 
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