I’ve not looked for another job - yet, but give me time. I was offered another position this week, in my present company, as the project I’m slaving over is about to become a reality. I say offered, I think it’s a case of take it or leave but there are some fringe benefits to me actually taking it (not an increase in salary - but again give me time). So the wheels move slowly, the trace moves around the circle back towards me feeling a bit more hopeful, or at least a bit less hopeless. It’s Saturday night and I’m not drunk, not that that’s anything unusual as I barely drink anything these days.