Today's what?, the 18th January and already the landscape of the forthcoming year is looking decidedly hazy. On Thursday of last week I was summoned to a meeting where I was informed that I was about to lose my job. Redundancy. Another name for being sacked. I have strange, mixed feelings about this scenario. Part of me really doesn't care because there are aspects of my job that I simply loathe. On the other hand, sur le autre cote, as the French would say I enjoy the work I do and the people I work with. The decision isn't mine and I can't affect it one way or another. Until it is finalized I am in limbo - kind of. I've already started looking for alternative jobs, I have an interview with a recruitment agency on Monday evening and I've sent off loads of cvs already. Soon I will have a new job. Perhaps this is time to take stock of the situation. During my recovery period I heard the phrase, Madness is doing the same thing twice but expecting different outcomes. I know this is reference to drug use but it is applicable to other things in life, too. Perhaps the kind of work I do isn't really for me. Let's face it, I fell into FM work, I didn't really choose it. Perhaps I should really take stock of what has happened over the past 8 years and give it an honest appraisal. I'm not doing that now but in the next few days I will.