Sod. Just been told that my contract will be coming to an end at the beginning of May. My boss is moving to our branch in Yorkshire, so unless I want to head up north... Ah well, not too big a deal - it is, after all, a temp job. My boss could, in theory, have just told me not to come in the next day - but he's been very thoughtful and given me more than a month's warning. It's a pity, though, because I quite like the job, and the company. I'd just started to get involved with things like the Social Committee and the PA/EA network, too. I'm not distraught. Just a bit... "bah."
I'm planning a major home move in July (to another part of the country, probably), so I can't really get a permanent job when this one finishes. But my temp agency has been great thus far, and I have teh office skillz, so I don't anticipate it being a problem finding three months' work. Plus I'll be owed a week+ of paid leave by then, so I might take time off. It'll be my 30th birthday around then, too.
Oy.
*is not going to think about it right now*
edit: But both
carnivalofsquee and
schmoop_age are due on April 30th, so I'll be pretty incoherent. I'll need the time off work just to cope with the glee. *g*
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OMG you just made my day. I love it. I LOVE IT! teh office skillz...*grins*
Where are you thinking about moving to?
I'm thinking about Oxford. I like Oxford, it's a beautiful place, and I have family and friends there, so it seems like a plausible option. Or somewhere like that - somewhere pretty. Basically, I just want to get out of London - I've come to the conclusion that it's only a fun place to be if you're very rich and can take taxis everywhere.
My family was all based in Essex (YES! My Grandad is an Essex Boy!) but now they've either moved to the Hebrides or Scotland. Or the Isle of Wight. And here I am stuck in Western Australia.
The tea and scones are nice, though.
*g*