Changing...

Today I quit my new job. The place was ok, the staff nice and so on, but I've come to realise that I just don't want to do retail anymore. Unless a job comes up in that industry that is really amazing, as far as I am concerned I'm done with retail. I've got an interview for a new job next Thursday, but I don't want to jinx it. It's definately not retail.

I walked home from the Valley to Paddo, and I began to feel really good, very positive. Making this decision is I think by far the best thing I could have done at this point in time. I felt myself moving away from some things that once meant a lot to me. Change does feel good. I was enjoying the walk so much that I kind of didn't want it to end. It was a nice afternoon, I gave someone directions, I bumped into an old friend, and I just strolled home.

Had a nice big dinner and then bought a 4 litre cask of red wine.

Stephanie won't spit out my new "MacArthur Park CD". It is a brilliant CD, but I want it back, so at the moment I can only listen to it in the car.