Posted: 02/04/2014 at 07:18
My passion used to be my work; I was happy when I was called in for overtime or my phone went off at 02:30 with a customer calling for help. My friends thought me mad but honestly I was never happier.
Now, after moving jobs when I made the foolish decision to give everything up to support my boyfriend when he got a very good job offer 100 miles from where I lived, work is just a job. No spark and the most excitement we get is the odd power cut. Its awful and I've no idea how to look forward to another 40 years of this.
Then I realise, my boss pays me well but expects very little of me, so while I can't always get out to enjoy the lovely weather I am now on revision 67 of my vegetable garden