Well that was an odd time.

Constant Reader, my 10 months of being unemployed ended when I signed off this afternoon.

Yes I am back, to help swell the nation's coffers with my hard-earned tax pounds. I am expecting a thank you note from Gordon Brown by the end of the week.

A few weeks back I covered the old office in Borehamwood for a fortnight while the ex-boss had a holiday with the family. On his return he asked on what basis would I return to work full-time.

I said that due to the 90 minute journey each way - which was my reason for leaving last August - and because of the recent fortnight too, I could only do 3 days a week there. He countered with an offer of 3 days in the office and 2 working from home.

This coincided with me getting very down about the whole benefit life. I was beginning to feel that I was being asked to jump through hoops, fill out meaningless forms time and again... and for them to give out the wrong information at the jobcentre and cut off the benefit at a whim.

Their adline is "The job you want, the help you need". Believe me, I received neither from them.

I also had to weigh up the stats (you can tell I have been watching Wimbledon):
10 months out of work
155 job applications
10 interviews

So I accepted his kind offer and start tomorrow again - how's that for a quick turn-around in fortunes?

I feel a bit odd to be honest - the usual back-to-work nerves I guess.
But it means I won't feel like I'm slowly vanishing into myself on the couch.

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