I was meant to be going to a second viewing of a house today, but I've cancelled it. The house itself was nice, but I knew it wasn't going to be right for me. Over the years, I've learned to trust these feelings I have when something doesn't feel right. I've had a few examples in my career in particular. The first example was when I'd been signed off as long-term sick with chronic migraines/cluster headaches (the doctors couldn't decide which one it was) and my ex's parents at the time were telling me to get any job available. I didn't want any job, I wanted a job in design. Thankfully, my gut told me to hold on and that it would work out. Sure enough, a few months later, I got my first design job and since then I've never left the design industry (albeit it's in different forms now). The second time my instincts kicked in was when I was offered the chance to join a different team within the company I'm at now. It would have taken me from the print team to the web team. Once again,…
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