T-14 days

I can still remember J sitting there and telling me, 'Kathleen I'm afraid we're going to have to give you 2 weeks notice.'

Can I say it, I had my nose out of joint in a 'how dare they re-trench me' kind of way and then I'd slip to the 'yahoo it's finally happened' zealous frame of mind.

The next 2 weeks flew by with lunches, brews and the final nail in the coffin, a bottle of red wine and a bottle of whiskey. I must say though I did enjoy the bottles that were the send off to my 4 and a half years with the company.

Now let me complete this total scenario by telling you that my partner decided instead of getting a job and contributing to the now non-existent cash fund, he'd pack his bags and leave.

Some times you just have to sit back, laugh and marvel at the wonderment of life while sipping on a glass of the red.