Here we are again, well kinda. Technically I'm on a train from Stockholm to Copenhagen on a lovely summers day, sat in first class drinking coffee listening to Pet Shop Boys Live at the O2 on my iPhone whilst writing this blog on same said device. The next few weeks are set to be choppy at best! There Are some major changes on the horizon, I'm hoping all of them will be changes for the better but I'm sure I will make mistakes, and hopefully learn from them. Once I get back to the UK I will have three whole days of work left at my current work place, the place that I love and have come to call my home and family over the past three years. But as the title of this blog illustrates, the only certainty in life is things change (well ok death and taxes to quote monty python!). The company I worked for three years ago isn't the same company I work at today, not that this is a bad thing, the company has grown the people have changed and some of the family atmosphere of being the underdogs pulling together has now gone and been replaced with process and red tape. This is what will be required though for the business to grow. It's just a shame that for me to progress my career I have to leave the comfort of the company and the people I love. The hidden cost of a successful career I suspect. So to the new job, which I admit I don't know a lot about other than the company is one of the biggest consultancies in the world and I will be doing some senior consulting at an international level.. I suspect my head will vanish up my own arse and I won't see my friends and family for the next three years! My friends joke that my first assignment will be in Uzbekistan or Poland. Probably not far from the truth but hey I'm young free and single so bugger it! With the change in job I have decided that in order to live the london lifestyle - no this isn't the big homo look at me I'm a Pratt lifestyle, but the having drinks after work, and not having to commute lifestyle - yes I will therefore move closer (provided I'm not in Uzbekistan). As such have started looking for a place, but only half heartedly as still waiting to see whats going to happen! In an ideal world would like to move to london bridge, greenwich or Stratford (as they are the only places I know well ish in london) although Stratford is a none starter as the london olymprick games is on next year so will be full of tossers (it already has a few in there I know). What's the third thing I'm changing I hear you ask? Well this is a progressive step change, over past year have done a purge exercise, that started with me talking the hatchet to Facebook, reducing almost 500 friends to less than 120 then shutting down the account (long story). The next cull was on the mobile phone. So why? Well I carry way too much baggage, probably why I horde things at home, this is changing. Anything that can be digitised will be, the rest will be dumped - this will apply to people. Dan (an ex maybe possibly - I dunno) says there has to be something both people take from a relationship/friendship or it will never work. I've never subscribed to this viewpoint. I will happily be friends with anyone, without anything in return, and will always look for the best in people, firmly believing people don't ever intend to be mean or nasty - but I'm slowly learning Dan is right, my view is sugar coated bollocks socially programmer and probably isn't reality. I may be a nice guy but there are a fuck load of tossers out there! Therefore the answer, let's start keeping an eye on me, and dump the hangers on. I'm sure there is an optimum number of friends to sustain, and the next change will be finding the optimum number and removing those that don't bring anything to the table or who exhume baggage. Lifes far too short to walk around with a chip on your shoulder and a truck load of baggage. Anyway I'm going back to looking at Sweden out of the window of the X2000 super train and listening to "you were always on my mind" - have a great day world :) x