This week just gone by has been possibly the most longest week of my life, so far.
I started the week off with a great job in another city and by midweek I had another job offer elsewhere. The first job offer, which I accepted and went to for a few days, was just what I had been looking for. It was a great corporate firm and the role was a caseworker/paralegal role. The only problem I had was the commute. It would take roughly 2 hours in the morning and evening to commute. I went for a few days and I came to realise that I may not be able to do the journey all the time, especially if I needed to take work home with me. For the days that I went, I ended up coming home and wanting to go sleep and nothing else.