I’m freshly shaven and got a haircut today. I’m now ready for six weeks of summer holiday. Turns out that the university wants me to take out all the holiday and lost time I have left before I resign from my position as Communication advisor on August 31st.
The cat’s out of the bag. After 27 years, I’m leaving Molde. As a part time journalist, I really should make a headline like “This is why he’s leaving” or “You won’t believe where he’s going now.” But the fact is that a new chapter of my life is about to start.
In the past months I’ve seen people posting a lot about how sick and tired they are of the life in isolation during the Corona crisis. Let me come up with an alternative view: I love it! And here’s why.
Unfortunately I will not be attending Engage next week, even though I promoted my appearance in my last blog posting. It was with a heavy heart I had to send an email to Theo Heselmans today to cancel my appearance.
After my newspaper had been stolen every morning for several weeks, despite the thief being caught red handed and being confronted about it, I decided to take a diabolical revenge on him. This is how I did it.
I’m starting my Christmas holiday today, and I will be having six straight days off. That’s the longest holiday I’ve had in over two years. I’m celebrating the occasion with a Flashback Friday to this newspaper story that I did on Christmas Eve eight years ago.