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Nostalgia

Posted by Pat | Posted in 'Work', Observations / Life | Posted on 12-11-2015

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A few years ago, I added a shortcut to this blog on my web browser favourites bar. I accidentally clicked it tonight and found out it still exists.

Therein started a bizzare existential adventure whereby I felt like I was having a bit of a snoop on some person’s (admittedly quite dull) thoughts whilst semiconsciously knowing it was all written by me. I barely recognize the person writing the comments nor the context they were written in.

I think I now just feel the need to write on here as this version of ‘me’, or I’d just turn the thing off.

This is essentially what’s changed since the last blog post in 2013:

Given my last blog post was about dieting, it’s only fair to say I’m fat again.

I’m no longer massively into Twitter, as this blog seemingly kept reiterating. I guess, like the rest of the populace, it’s just a ‘thing’ now that one uses for casual shit jokes, showing off with photos or bigging up some corporate entity. It seems I’m doing more of the latter than anything else.

I no longer have a girlfriend.

In two weeks, I’ll no longer have a house.

What actually prompted me to write this blog is that in the ‘about’ section, it says I aim to clear my mortgage in 5 years. Pretty much on cue, I’m about to do that. But that hasn’t quite worked out as I imagined – i.e. I thought I’d still live here after doing so. Annoyingly, when I clear my mortgage on 27th November, someone else will own the place and I will have nothing to show for it.

Essentially, my life is being rebooted. It’s quite liberating.

So I also feel compelled to write a blog while I’m still in this house as I feel like sticking a pin on this moment so I can look back on it and remember sitting here in this lounge I’m fond of, and when I do read this back in several years’ time, I will know what happened next. Right now, I haven’t a clue.

I had to get a job. Luckily for me, a friend came to my rescue and it’s almost a year since I started working with his company. I know I’m a burden on their finances (and I’m really cheap), but he’s massively helped me survive in the tightest of spots. He’s also kindly offered me a place to stay for a bit while I sort myself out a place to live going forward.

I’ve had to learn stuff! I still feel like a total idiot most days but I’m a little bit more up to speed with at least one or two things than I was 12 months ago.

Business has been a massive rollercoaster. If I think of the multiples of what I earn now when I used to moan about the sky falling down, it’s slightly distressing that I could have planned better, made better decisions, not just had a free ride of excellent fun and doing bugger all, etc. But one should always try to look forward, if for nothing else, not beating yourself up about the past. It was a good time, I have no regrets.

I’m now also a cog in a bigger wheel on a new venture which I cannot wait to be a household name.

And that’s all the news.

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