I'm working this Sunday! Finally! The worst thing about it is that it's another one warehouse not far from Waterstone's (my old job), but the best thing is that they pay more and I'm going to work at the night shift. So I can easily go to the English language courses, pass the IELTS test again and so on...
...that I'm not sleeping 'cause of the stress. And only because of the job...I have to come back to the same job I had two weeks ago. I should be happy, but I'm not. The job itself is alright...It's just my ego, it's sayin' to me that I shouldn't do it. They was fond of me, but left me home after all. And it's exactly what I've been running from, when I went to look for a new job after two years at Waterstone's.
So it's going to be only their problem if I'll decide not to come in the very last moment. I really can't be sure that it will never happen again. And my plans can't become real if I won't have a proper job...full-time job.
So my ego tellin' me that better I'll look for the new one than go back...
I'm feeling strange at the moment. First time after nearly three years in England I have some kind of a plan...of what exactly I want to do. But the most terrible thing about it is that I don't know how to achieve it...at least at the moment. Need to find a job for starters. Not the kind of job I had for the last two years...well, it could be similar, but it should be permanent.