There's an old saying that goes ' dress for the job you want, not the one you have' and yesterday I took it to heart and went shopping. An hour or so later I emerged with two new pencil skirts, a suit and a few little camisoles. I drew the line at buying shoes and trousers – I'm not about to apply the same approach to my finances and spend the salary cheque I want, not the one I (don't often) have . You may be wondering why I would be wanting a different job to the one I have. It's a good question... at the moment I'm my own boss, a consultant-at-large. I wake up when I want to, head home when I want to and divide my flexi-time between selling diamonds and art. The problem is it's not a full time job – it's part-time and freelance and unpredictable. When it's good, it's Jimmy Choo good, but when it's bad it's plimsole sneakers from Pep bad. Commission is great when the sales are rolling in but is just plain sucks when nobody's b