…and surprisingly I’m not panicking about it. (I mean I worry about everything usually)
My contract ending at my office job recently and I am now in search for a new job. Even though I have a phone and debt bill to pay I’m not too worried, I mean it’s not rent and it’s not household bills (I help pay these but I have support from the Mr and his family so we’re not on our own). I see this as a new opportunity to find something great more enjoyable and gain more experience to add to my CV.
I liked my job but I lost my passion and the novelty wore off quick, like I mentioned in a previous blog post, I get bored very quickly.
I love the thrill of job interviews and new environments to adapt to, and I always want more!
Wish me luck on my job search and my future adventures of eventually become an adult…erm…when does that happen?
So I’ve been contemplating purchasing my self a Kindle, I mean it is small and convenient, the books are cheap and you can carry thousands of books with you at once!
But I have a special place in my heart for good old fashioned paper back books, with printed letters and unique or interesting covers. Something I can hand down to my children or my grandchildren. Something thing that if computers take over the world or the kindle malfunctions and explodes in my hands I can pick up and re-read or borrow to family and friends to read.
I also love the satisfaction of going back to a book and being able to see how much I have already read and how far I have to go. You can’t get that with ‘e-books’ as they call it. I worry that the future generations won’t get to experience that feeling when you buy and read a physical lovely new book or even if they will read!
Plus I love the smell of books. I mean who doesn’t? And on that note I still can’t decide if I want or even need a Kindle.