The boss

The start of another week is upon us again and the usual stresses are present. At the beginning of the week it seems everything is clear, relaxed and positive but as the week progresses it usually gets bogged down in some kind of anxiety. People generally upset my week, I don’t intend to make myself unhappy by Saturday but it always seems to drift that way. Maybe that’s a tad over-dramatic, I’m just a bit negative about work lately because I can’t get away from it, I don’t want to quit I just want a holiday.
I’m looking forward to starting the English course, I’m nervous about it, but relived that I have found something I actually want to do. Whether it leads anywhere remains to be seen but I’m almost sure this is what I want to do. I take a look around and there are so many people my age and older unenthusiastic about the career choices they have made, they just seem to be putting up with it.
What balance makes a person truly happy? A good relationship and career? Money? A big house and car? I myself can be happy in a moment playing championship manager or listening to my favourite music, but other times I could explode with disappointment about my situation. I’m still figuring people out, and just when I think I’ve cracked it something happens to blow all my conclusions out of the water.
I’m doing pretty crappy on championship manager as well, I managed Barcelona and won 3 European cups and 4 league titles, but I resigned because it wasn’t a challenge anymore. I then managed Newcastle which went really well, but I got poached by Inter Milan…after a disastrous 2 years there I left and joined West Ham, I got them promoted but got sacked a year later…I was on the managerial merry-go-round and started to make self-deprecating appearances on they thinks all over, before I got the Sheff Wed job…and now I cannot win a single fucking game
Champ man game hint of the day: Don’t resign from a team that just won everything!