One can get the feeling that being unemployed is like being on holiday. Maybe there are people out there who could enjoy doing nothing, except sitting on a sofa watching TV, for all day long. But I’m not one of them.

Personally, it freaks me out. There are so many things I wanted to do ages ago and never found the time. Now I had the time, but didn’t really feel comfortable to do any of them. It was a wired feeling, which really freaked me out. When I visited Ireland in May it looked like finding a job as software developer over here, would be even easier then back home. I had a job interview within days and the recruitment agencies told me about salary perspectives I wouldn’t even have dreamed of.

Reality, however, looks different. I came over on the 1st of August and didn’t had a job in sight. I spent the first week in Internet Cafes and reading newspapers, finding barely anything new or interesting. Plus the fact that we still don’t live in our flat, it really was a depressing time.

It was last week when things finally started to get going. I finally had interviews coming on and they really went very well. It was this Monday when I got the offer, exactly 2 weeks after arriving in Ireland and exactly the same time it took me to find a job in Austria.

Yesterday I made the decision to accept the offer and even if I where in office yesterday, today is more or less my first day in work.

It feels good to work again.
It feels good to develop again.