Mummy’s going back to work

Oh my gosh can you actually believe it! My baby is 8 months old (where the heck did that go!) and it’s time for me to return to work (cry’s hysterically) but bills need paying and mouths need feeding. The sad part about this post is I have said goodbye to the job I’ve called home for the past nearly 13 years. 13 years!! That’s like a whole person and oh what a ride it’s been, whilst there I got engaged, married, had both my beautiful children, bought a house, lost loved ones and made Gordon Ramsay a cake! But that’s a story for another day. I’ve made some friendships for life and learnt so much about my self as a chef, I’ve pushed myself to boundaries I never knew I was capable off. (I did actually leave for 2 years to go somewhere else but the building just pulled me back and that’s where I stayed for a further 8 years.) But sadly all good things must come to an end and new adventures await not to far away!!

So the very happy part about this post is I have a new job. YAY… starting a new job after being somewhere for so long, talk about shitting my pants! I had sleepless nights worrying I’d be completely shit fuck everything up and never be asked back again! Turns out I’m actually ok at my job so big sigh of relief there! They say change is as good as the rest but for someone with high functioning anixety its bloody scary and sometimes I really don’t cope well with change so that’s probably something I need to work on so future me can worry a little less about things that don’t need worrying about.

But wtf did I need to worry about? Turns out absolutely nothing!! I’ve fitted in like an old sock and enjoying every moment. It’s actually lovely to be back in adult company, having a small baby at home can be a very lonely place sometimes, so being around people and having proper adult conversations is very good for the mind body and soul. And guess what I haven’t forgotton how to cook either!

So it’s time to start the next chapter of my life, make new friends, cook new foods and start earning some money again. Sad goodbye’s turn into happy hello’s and I’m ready and raring to go.

Z

Xxx