Now while Santa was bringing you all lots of new goodies, he was bringing me a couple of extra special things (well, he pulled one off just before Christmas and the other just after new year, but let’s not quibble about these things ;o) ). I’ve been dying to share the news officially, but I wanted to make sure all the paperwork etc was in place.
Firstly he brought me a new job with an HR software company about 10 minutes drive from home – this will be a bit of a change as I’ve been taking the train/walking the 1 1/2 miles into my city centre job for just over 5 years, but the new place is about 7 miles down the motorway, and can’t be commuted to any other way. On the plus side it is right next to a huge shopping centre with a Sainsbury’s so that will mean I don’t have to go over there specially. It’s also next to Ikea. This may get expensive… I’ll also be near a climbing wall again, so I’m hoping I can head over at lunchtime and get some exercise there. My new team will be partly onshore and partly offshore in Mauritius of all places, and during the interview they broke the terrible news that I might have to go there on occasion… I’m really looking forward to starting in February!
Secondly, you may have noticed that I would have to drive to the new job, so I traded in my 9-year-old Citroen C3 for a nearly-new Citroen C4 Grand Picasso. Now I’ve loved my wee C3 in the 8 years that I’ve had her, but alas, she’s beginning to creak, and I really struggle to take stuff around in her – my monthly shop fills the tiny boot, and I usually have a thing or three on the back seat, so I’m looking forward to being able to just stick everything in the boot of the new one! I was really lucky and got a bargain, since it seems the C4 Grand Picassos were used in the Olympic transport network and then sold off afterwards, so my registered-in-June car has only just over 2,000 miles on the clock, and I got her at about half her original retail price after trade-in.
|Out with the old…|
|In with the new…|
Can’t wait for the summer trip to Provence now, just think of what lovely goodies I can bring home, plus I can take my machine for some lazy afternoon sewing…