Archive for February, 2016

This is a fairly personal post, and one which I have been pondering for a while. My situation was fairly unique, in that I was 6 weeks pregnant when I got made redundant, which definitely, erm….’complicated’ matters.

But let’s start from the beginning. Backtrack to 2013. I was going along happily in my role as a marketing manager for a book publisher based in Sydney. Rob and I had just got back from several weeks in London and Thailand, we’d gotten engaged in London and I was already in full throttle wedding planning mode. We’d decided to try to fall pregnant, as we thought it might take a while due to my polycystic ovarian syndrome. We tried for 2 weeks and lo and behold, we shouldn’t have worried, as I feel pregnant immediately! Cue some trepidation, but excitement too.

I had a blood test to confirm the pregnancy, got the positive results on Friday, had the weekend to let it digest, then went into work on the Monday to find out 5 people in sales & marketing were being made redundant, and I was one of them.

redundancy

 

It’s a funny thing, redundancy. You never think it’s going to happen to you. And then it does, as it will at least once in your life unless you work for yourself (statistics show).

In hindsight, I should have taken a few weeks to relax, sleep in, think about my options and enjoy the payout and the time off. But I was conscious that I had a deadline – I had to find a job before it was obvious that I was pregnant, as let’s face it: who would hire someone when they knew they would be leaving 8-9 months down the track? It turned out that I found a job 3 weeks after I was made redundant, and I was honest with my employer and asked if they would consider the role as a contract role for 8 months, to which they agreed. They said they appreciated the honesty, as I wasn’t obliged to tell them I was up the duff, but I couldn’t have consciously lived with myself if I had lied to them. So, there was a happy ending to the story, however it was still tough going.

You battle with feelings of not being good enough when you’re made redundant. Even if circumstances dictate that people had to go, and it wasn’t a personal reflection on you, it still FEELS personal.

So if you’re going through this right now, know that I know how you feel. That it’s a constant battle between motivating yourself to check out jobs on Seek, or lie on the couch watching bad daytime TV.

Here are some things I did after I was made redundant, which helped me. I thought I’d share them, as they could help some of you out there too.

  • Get some regular exercise – I started swimming, because I had the time and I also needed someplace to go every day, a sort of schedule if you like.
  • Do nice things for yourself – Treat yourself to a pedicure, have a long lunch with a friend, go away for an extended weekend or just buy yourself something beautiful. It helps to indulge yourself (just don’t go overboard once the redundancy payout comes through!)
  • Use the time to really think about what you want to do next – Don’t just switch into auto-pilot and start looking for the same job you had. Take the time to think if you want to continue down your career path, or try something new. Maybe you might want to study? Maybe travel? For me, I took the 8 month contract role in marketing, had my baby, and then chose to study counselling and set up my own social media management business. Which I would probably never have done, had I not had the wake up call to get off the work treadmill and really think about my future.
  • Revise your CV and make sure your LinkedIn profile is up to scratch – I may be the first to tell you this, but LinkedIn has been an amazing avenue for me in terms of finding work. Quite apart from being contacted by recruitment agents via LinkedIn, three of my current clients reached out to me on LinkedIn because we had connections in common. And let’s face it – if your CV isn’t up-to-date, well-formatted and spell-checked, you aren’t even getting a foot in the door when it comes to interviews.
  • Think about starting a creative project – Start a blog, write the first draft of the book you’ve got in you, paint or draw. Start cooking all those long and complicated recipes that you’ve never had time to make before. Or declutter your house. All productive uses of your time, and you’ll feel a sense of achievement as you’re doing them and afterwards.

And remember, this too shall pass.

Stay Fit & Well,
Lisa x

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So it’s Summer in Australia and I know now why I loved living in London so much. Summer in London is generally pretty nice. People lay around in parks and swan about wearing flippy dresses and their hair stays basically like it was when they left the house. Sure, the Tube is about 100 degrees celsius but you can’t have everything.  Here in Oz, however, people don’t lay around in parks because between 11am and 3pm the UV rays will basically burn your skin to smithereens and give you skin cancer, and that flippy dress you’re wearing clings to you in all the wrong places because you’re so sweaty. And don’t even mention the constant hair frizz due to humidity.

Yes, you could say I am not a fan of the extreme heat of the Southern Hemisphere. And this year, I’ve confronted something that I’ve been avoiding since I was probably about 18 years old: I hate exercising in hot weather. Absolutely detest is. Every year since I arrived back in Oz at the end of 2010, I have attempted to force, cajole, and even bargain with myself (“Go to the gym, Lisa. You can have an ice cream afterwards”) but this year, I have become reconciled to the fact that actually, if it’s above 32 degrees, the gym just ain’t happening. And instead of beating myself up with the guilts, I just go with it.too hot You know how most people put on weight in Winter, what with the heavier food, and moving less, etc? Well I am entirely the opposite – I lose weight in the cooler months because I exercise more and eat less ice cream, and in Summer I pack it on. So this year I will be sitting on the couch watching Making A Murderer (a documentary series which is my current Netflix obsession – DO NOT click on the link if you want to watch it, it contains spoilers), Cornetto in hand, not giving a damn about my abs.

 

What season do you find yourself more motivated to exercise? Is anyone with me in hating to exercise in Summer?

Stay fit & well,
Lisa x