as I may have found another job.
After losing my job on the AB, I lost all faith in Busselton. I've tried ever so hard to fit in here. Joining community groups, volunteering for events and groups, playing sport I don't even know how to play.
I've put up with whinging women and sexist men.
I've kept an open mind, I've stood back, I've kept quiet.
For nought!
And then to lose the best job I have ever had - to a bully - well, it almost finished me off.
However, today I was handed a tiny flickering candle of hope. Maybe more work with autistic kids. God, how happy that would make me. And then money. Real money guaranteed each week, without scrounging and avoiding the phone and seeing overdue 'fees' on all my household bills.
I feel decidedly buoyed tonight. I can actually feel the smile inside me.
Yippee. It's about damn time.
And it all i took was a maybe.
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