And now to something completely different.

No butterflies in this post!

I´m STILL missing my old job. Well, some parts of it - others I can very happily live without.

It´s really weird but I loved doing nightshifts and long hours and being able to concentrate 100% on one thing only for a couple of weeks without feeling guilty or feeling like I´m missing out on something else.
"Mustn´t grumble" * and got absolutely no reason or right to, I know - but it still gives me a sense of loss.

* Speaking of which, I think in one aspect I would fit in with the Brits:

Given the recent research on the benefits of pessimism, maybe the Brits have it right — maybe the rest of the world should take a page out of the “mustn’t grumble” manifesto. Perhaps cultivating, as Kate Fox puts it in Watching the English, “a sense of passive, resigned acceptance, an acknowledgement that things are bound to go wrong, that life is full of little irritations and difficulties and that one must simply put up with it,” does wonders for your mental health. After all,

Nothing ever works properly, something always goes wrong, and on top of that it’s bound to rain. To the English, these are established, incontrovertible facts; they are on par with the laws of physics.

Quote from the last word on nothing .