22 Monday 6 January
I haven’t had much sleep over the past few nights. I’ve been awake for most of them, tossing and turning, worrying about what had happened at work.
I told Tom about it as soon as he got home on Thursday, and he was shocked but supportive. He told me he was sure it would all sort itself out and that Sue would be able to talk Matilda round. I’m not so sure on that front. My main worry is that she won’t be able to convince the company to keep me on. We’re already looking at the strong possibility of redundancies, and I doubt someone who’d recently committed gross misconduct is going to be anywhere other than top of the list when the axe falls.
I realise how damaging my stupid mistake must have been for the company, but it could be catastrophic for me. If I lose my job I
