Finally, there is good news to report! There has been a lack of blogging recently because I have been, wait for it, AT WORK.
Ooooooohhhhhh yeah. I signed up with a temp agency last week and have gotten some retail work over the last few days. It’s set to continue from now until Christmas, with around five to six shifts a week. The work is at a high-end department type store, which is based out of town. The agency has thoughtfully provided a bus to get us all there, but it’s an hour each way. I’ve been leaving the house at 8 am and getting back around 7.30 pm, so all thoughts of blogging are sadly at the bottom of the priority list.
However, there is even better news. I also interviewed last week for a position at an about-to-be-opened chocolate shop. They handmake organic chocolate truffles and sell them, along with having a small cafe on site. There’s an existing shop already, but it’s way up North and the new one will be a 15 minute drive from my house. They want me to start in mid-November working in production and in front-of-house. I am SO EXCITED. It ticks all of my boxes; small company, new business, opportunity to learn new stuff, and dealing with a range of people daily.
I don’t want to post a link to their site, as they seem pretty tech-savvy and I’d prefer they didn’t find this blog. If you email me (scotsfemme at gmail.com), I’ll pass on the link , as it’s totally worth a look.
In short: YAY. Short term work to get the pennies rolling in, with a glittering prospect on the horizon.
Thanks to those who have been reading along through this ridiculous whinge-fest. I shall still be blogging, but hopefully about more diverse and fun topics.
I finally crumbled and filled out a ridiculously long form to sort out claiming job seekers allowance. We don’t NEED the cash, but our savings (not huge to start off with) are dwindling, and I may as well contribute something to the household.
I am utterly fed up with job applications. I’ve sent off a whole bunch for temporary Christmas positions and they keep coming back with a “no”. I do not understand this AT ALL. I can understand some people being put off by my MSc, as I am clearly over-qualified for those positions, but it’s temporary Christmas work!! Most of the applications haven’t even addressed my most recent working history, so it can’t be the dismissal part that’s freaking them out.
I’m bloody miserable about the whole situation frankly. Everytime my hopes are raised, they’re dashed again. It puts me off even applying for things, as it takes so much time and effort, and then I’m rejected anyway. I can’t and don’t believe there are people who can do these jobs better than I could. I just need someone to give me an opportunity before I go totally mental.
I’m not working in KFC though. Not no way, not no how.
Day 3 – Something you have to forgive yourself for.
I could write for the next 30 days on all the things I have to forgive myself for.
What it comes down to is this:
I have to forgive myself for being simply human, with all the flaws and imperfections that entails.
Day 1 – Something you hate about yourself.
Day 2 – Something you love about yourself.
I bought new slippers yesterday. They were only a fiver, and are super comfy cosy. Our bathroom and kitchen both have tiled flooring which is chilly in the morning. And where do I spend most of my morning time? In the bathroom and kitchen. Popping on a pair of comfy slippers to protect my precious little tootsies from the chilly floor? Is a simple, tiny thing, but makes me smile.
I was at a wedding on Friday night. As I stood at the bar I looked back at our table, and watched my husband with our friends. Some who I text or chat with every week, some who I keep in touch with only by Facebook updates. All of them were chatting away, catching up, laughing as though we hung out every day. It’s a small thing, but it made me smile.
We finally got our fireplace properly installed, and picked up some wood. Le Homme laid a fire and we sat with a nice bottle of wine and watched the flames. It’s a simple thing, but it made me smile.
I went for a run last week, and towards the end of the final mile, Elbow’s “Grounds For Divorce” came on my iPod. I turned it up, started sprinting and finished my run with delight. It’s a small thing, but it made me smile.
Something I love about myself? That I really do appreciate the small, simple things as they happen.
Written for 30 Days of Truth
Day 1: Something you hate about yourself
I hate that when I think about my BSc and my MSc, I think I should have done better.
I hate that when I think of the two marathons I ran, I think I should have run them faster.
I hate that on my wedding day, I thought I should have looked prettier.
I hate that at my lowest adult weight, BMI 19, I still thought I should be thinner.
I hate that no matter how fit I get, I think I should be fitter.
I hate that when I’m talking to someone, I think I should be more entertaining.
I hate that when disussing current affairs, I think I should be more informed.
I hate that when I take time to relax, I think I should be more productive.
I hate that when I write a blog post, I think I should be more articulate.
I hate that when I’m out with friends, I think I should be more fun.
I hate that I can never give myself a break and let myself be “good enough”
Posted as part of Hope’s 30 Days Of Truth