The past - The present

Another escape I had growing up was drawing, I loved to draw what ever was around me, to see if I could capture it like a photograph. I'd also copy other pictures and photographs too, just see if I could do them just as well. At the time I used to get comments from people saying how good they where but looking back at them I think they was either humouring me, or talking about them being good considering my age. Either way I enjoyed doing them at the time and have advanced since then anyway.

I enjoyed art so much I went to collage to study it. Although I passed and completed my course, I didn't enjoy it at all, I'd go so far to say I lost the passion for it. I did meet some great long term friends while I was there though and had a ball in the process.

Upon leaving collage, I wanted to do something different. To get away from what I thought I'd become to hate. Only being qualified in all things artistic I found myself stumbling into retail. And I loved it! I enjoyed how no two days was the same and all the different people I got to meet. Some customers I got to know as regulars and enjoying listening to them telling me about their lives. There where some very strange people also but I enjoyed meeting them too as it helped me to realise that there can be some people worse of them you and that I should be grateful for the life I was leading. I was lucky compared to most, I was in work getting a reasonable pay and I had a roof over my head. But that was before the ground was taken from underneath me when I lost my son. I didn't see that I was lucky then. Well we don't do we?

When I moved away, I wanted to stay in retail, so looked around and found the perfect job for me. I decided I wanted to take up drawing again and found a little hobby in card making. Finally! my passion had come back. This was just right for me, keeping it as a hobby rather then a career. My perfect job was at Hobbycraft. I knew the products that was being sold, having used them myself so I could easily advise customers. And I could also make use of my staff discount to buy all my crafting materials. Working there I also got to try other hobbies such as Scrapbooking, Jewellery making and Glass painting. I loved them all.

I have to say, my most happiest time whilst working for Hobbycraft was when I signed on voluntary for doing a store opening in Stevenage. It was hard work and extremely long hours but I met some great people and we all had a great laugh while we worked. Going back to my own store after working in Stevenage was a little bit of a come down but I still enjoyed the job and there would be still chances of attending more store openings in the future. Unfortunately that wasn't to be the case...

I had only been back in my own store a week when the relationship I was in broke down. It was heading that way for a while but I was hoping to sort other accommodation out before I ended it. It may sound cruel but I didn't really know anyone else in the area and didn't want to end up homeless. My then partner had been slowly getting worked up and jealous while I was away working in Stevenage and had got it into his head that I wasn't working at all but seeing someone else. Obviously having made friends with people, we had swapped phone numbers and continued to text each other when we got home. My partner took this as to be confirmation that he was right. My first Friday back, he didn't go into work and instead choose to stay at home drinking. I had enough and wasn't going to stay for his childishness any more, ironic really as he was a LOT older then me. That was probably a major factor in his jealousy. I left that night and went back home to my family. I was stronger and more confident now but I was sad to leave my perfect job behind though I felt I had no choice but to do so.

I have since found out that he posted on his blog a so-called conversation that was meant to be me and "the other guy"that he had "found" on my MSN conversation history. I read his blog and it was laughable to say the least. Firstly, I have never kept my history as I have always had it set to delete. Secondly, I had taken my computer with me, so when was he supposed to have "found" this conversation? See... Laughable! I could have commented on his blog but I thought better of it. It had obviously helped him feel better to see me as the bad guy and any of our mutual online friends who was worth knowing would surely see through it. Luckily I was right, I moved onto facebook as did they and I am happy to say that I am still friends with them.

So... out of work and back where I started? You'll find out tomorrow.