Tired. Mind was racing last night. Had to shout at it to shut up. Poor Wife woke up at 3 am. Good news though. I’m already picking up new qualifications. Grade 2 Piano. My piano teacher and I get cracking on Grade 3. This is the first day of the rest of my life I tell her.
Because I worked for a GOOD COMPANY the redundancy package is good. I don’t have to rush back to work. But how long have I got? I add up the direct debits and brutally hack out all the non essential ones. GREAT NEWS. If we live like monks and only eat baked beans I reckon it will stretch for nearly 3 AND A HALF YEARS! Without having to sell the house! BRILLIANT! I feel a whole lot better.
Hmm, am forced to admit that my definition of essential is probably a million miles away from anybody else’s and that the estimate is not very realistic. Best get on with figuring out where my next pay cheque is coming from.
- Read ALL the redundancy pack that the courier delivered last night and made a list of questions for HR.
- Apparently 30K of the redundancy package is tax free.
- Made a list of all the bills and prioritised them.
- Made an appointment to meet a consultant from the outplacement service next week. Opt for Milton Keynes rather than London for a change as I’m harbouring the idea that I might get a job there as it has plenty of tech companies.