I feel sick with worry about Wednesday. Will my computer skills still be good enough for a job, some six years since I last worked in an office? Will I be able to find my niche in a company after such a long time of effectively working alone? Will I be good enough? In truth, none of this really matters because it’s a short-term contract and if I don’t meet the grade in any way, they’ve not lost anything but a few quid and I’ll have had the opportunity to work out where my shortcomings are.

Now I need to take back control of my life and, instead of allowing my destiny to be in the hands of others, I have to grab my opportunity and go for it. One thing I do know is that I will make sure that even if I have technical or social shortcomings, I won’t have any such problems with work ethic or tenacity. I can learn new systems, can’t I? Getting back into the flow of a quick chat by the coffee machine can’t be that difficult can it? Is this the start of my new life? Only time will tell but if it’s not then it’s not for the want of trying.

On Wednesday I walk into a building then at the end of the day I will walk out of it having earned money and hopefully that’ll go on into the future. This is a huge deal for me. I hope I don’t blow it.