I have a confession to make to you all. All this time I’ve tried to pretend that I’m successful in some way. In the hope that someone will recognise all my efforts and offer me some proper paid work. In reality I’ve been papering over the cracks of my failed career. This is how it feels.
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I started the New Year of 2013 with a sense of optimism that the proposed paid position as University staff will happen, and preferably sooner, rather than later, as a lone parent reliant on Tax Credits etc, if the government are planning their social cleansing programme, then I will need proper paid work in order to survive, and if I disappear from this blog in a few months’ time, it’ll be because I can no longer subsidise my practice, am struggling to survive, and everyone that has read this, and knows that I’m desperate for paid work has just sat by and wrung their hands, like many ordinary Germans did when Hitler appeared.
Speaking of Hitler, and Nazi Germany, I was asked to do a meter reading by British Gas, so I decided to illustrate this and invoice them for my trouble. Something tells me they won’t reduce my gas bill in lieu of this, but I will try.
I’ll try not to worry, but things just keep on getting worse. I really hope they don’t, I really hope that this year fulfills its promise, and I’ll finally earn a living salary, then I won’t have to worry about cuts. I’m thinking of writing to HMRC and asking where my bonus is, seeing as I’ve failed, and failing warrants a huge bonus.
