Trust the gut

After the New Year madness in the Clyde, I drove down South, dogless and keen to know whether fate would give me reason to stick around or not.

I arrived home and checked my post and emails - no documents.

I sent an email from my iPhone to my contact explaining the frustration of needing documents I had been instrumental in writing and not receiving them. I explained that if I did not receive them over the course of the week, I would walk away. The feeling itself was quite liberating.

On the Tuesday I had a response. The documents would not be with me. As I suspected.

I emailed my old bosses and explained my position. I reflected on the situation and can see that maybe more space and time is needed by the incumbent management to update the existing documents in order that they have 'ownership'. I confirmed that I was happy to walk away for a year when I would check back in to see if they needed any help then.

This caused some small amount of resentment from the incumbent, but as adults we explained our different positions to each other and I hope parted with mutual respect.

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