So. 3 months after I was made redundant. And, boy, is it dragging now. It seemed nice and easy at the start. The New Job stuff was trundling along, I was doing bits and pieces around the flat, staying occupied didn't seem too hard. Or, at least, the unoccupied points didn't seem too bad. Now? Oh, boy. I think this is the worst part. I'm
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