The great unknown

So I registered with the agency. My worst fears were confirmed. I've probably stayed put too long. If I'd had made a move after a couple of years, I might've been able to go in somewhere as a Junior and cut my teeth properly. As it is, I've got 6 years internal marketing, pushing one client, and that begs a question about my versitility - apparently! On the positive, I know employer branding, and how to get under the skin of what it is to work for a company. This may be a plus for a recruitment ad agency. Who knows. We'll have to wait and see.

I always thought in-house positions would come my way after registering with agencies, and lo and behold, the agency that placed me where I am today contacted me out of the blue with an opportunity in Essex. I gave them my permission to send off my CV, so that is another idea in the pipeline.

One good thing about all of this, is that I can see the light at the end of a tunnel. I've taken the first steps to a move, and I'm glad I'm doing it out of choice rather than necessity.

On a lighter note, just switched on to the Celtic v Liverpool legends charity match (in aid of Breast Cancer Care). A 56 year old just took to the field, showing a true love of the game. Mark Lawrenson, of Match of the Day fame, has played 85 mins! Brilliant! Shame some of their modern day counterparts can't show a similar passion without being paid up to £100,000 a game... And not a russian billionaire in sight!

The familiar sight of Katy and Ben asleep on the Settee has prompted me to sign off and get a nap myself. We had a rough night with Ben last night, so big bags and short tempers have been the order of the day. Thankfully, these days come to an end, and make way for a new one, what it brings, who knows?