I figured it out. My fellow hopper can't understand why I am so happy and smiley since I spent the better part of last year either crying or sunk into a pit of depressed depression but I've realised what it is. I don't have to go back.
I quit my job without a shiny new one to go to because I was being silently bullied into the ground. I was a mess. I was paranoid and withdrawn, spending 8 hours at work without saying a single word to anyone. I was miserable when I came home and miserable when I went to bed and miserable when I woke up. I would literally have thrown myself down the stairs if I thought it would have got me out of going to work. I cannot describe the utter despair I felt on Sunday afternoons when the weekend was nearly all gone and you realise you have to go back.
I am so happy to be in 2012. Happy to coin a phrase and make a new start. I've never been overly ambitious - I like a job to be insanely busy and have the opportunity to chat, chat, chat with fellow worker bees plus a little socialising on the side would suit me down to the ground. Money really isn't an issue. Well I mean, the evil governmental forces make it so I have to earn a bare minimum to cover certain costs but for me, it's not about the amount of moolah - it's all about the enjoyment factor.
I see 2012 as a great place to begin feeling happy again and I hope you do too xx