I’m about 93% sure I’m going to accept a new job offer.
This time next month I could be starting training to be a civil engineering technician, managing an admin team and project managing. Still need to find that 7% that’s left to make the decision. That 7%is only going to come from courage though.
I do hate being a grown up sometimes. It involves doing horrible things like emptying 2 week old rubbish from the wheely bin to take it to the tip because the stupid binmen went on strike and wont collect it for another fortnight. Do they really think the world wants to live in a stinking big pile of crap.
I’ve been sat in my silent living room for almost two hours now just thinking.
Do I regret the choices I’ve made? Do I stay at my current job? Do I accept this job offer? Do I find another job? Do I find a job with training opportunities? Do I go back to uni? I just dont know what to do!!!
This week is turning out to be a slightly confusing week with rather a lot going on.
I found out my vacancy has been approved to become permanent but will need to be advertised. I got headhunted for another job. I became partners with a colleague in my freelance business which has picked up next to no end. I got my place confirmed on my Dementia Champion training next month and this morning I made a cake.
So excited to go to Dementia Champion training though. I really am.
That I’d started talking to a wkman from italy and told her i was having s party so she invited herself over by driving. Held the party in my big house in Headingley thay came complete with a poker/casino themed master bedroom.
Friends came then she camr and my friends started getting their cars out….which were doing that crazu bouncing thjng gangsyers do c
So yesterday was a day of good news. There has been a permanent contract approved for my job….however as of when and how far it will be advertised is unknown.
I’m finally booked onto Dementia Champion training now too. Cannot wait!
Unfortunately though I have sacrificed my weekend to the lovely hayfever by cutting my grass last night and tending to the roses and peonies. Have been sat steaming my nose and airways for the past 2 hours hoping to decongest but it isn’t happening. It doesn’t help that it starts to get light at like 3am at the moment.
Writing cover letter after cover letter. My hand actually aches as I’ve just been back to the old school times and handwritten an entire application form including the cover letter. Amazing.
Its exciting at the same time…but today pushed me over the edge. There is no definity in me keeping my job where I am now. My fate lies in the directors hands….all I know is that my poor office girlies will be stuck if they dont open this vacancy after October.
There’s one problem with me. I have inherited a mixture of both of my parents’ ailments and problems. RLS, congenital deafness, nasal polyps, severe hayfever and to top it off…I’ve I herited my dad’s stupidly good ability to have septic reactions to mosquito bites.
Bitten on my tattoo on my forearm last night, woke up this morning to a tennis ball sized lump on my forearm and a crater where the actual bite is….right slap bang in the middle of my tattoo. Did I mention I scar like I dont know what…currently sporting a fetching yellow tinge to my arm from all the bastarding iodine. Lets hope it doesn’t get worse!
Enjoying this whole hair colour stripping properly this time round. No bleach, no peroxide. Hair is still in fairly good condition….but I am sporting a kind of reverse ombre effect woth a hint of ginger. Looking forward to getting close to my natural hair colour once again…even if it will only be for a short while.
Today I clear out my wardrobe. For too long I have sat and chucked clothes around wondering where this top and those trousers or that dress is. Its time.
I shall wVe goodbye to some clothes, I’ll chuck some away, I’ll take some to charity shop and I will say goodbye to some books…maybe.
Mother, father and the grand parents set off on their adventure road trip across Europe to spend a week in Crete. This time next week I’ll be boarding a plane with the sister to go and surprise them all!!
Its at this time that I start panicking that there’s something that I’ve forgotten.
About to take my baby bunny for her first car journey since I brought her home like 2 years ago. I’ve tried to condition her to sit in a box for the 15 minute journey to mums but she won’t so I’m employing the help of my man to sit her on his lap. Silly bunny.
I need to treasure these next few days with my Ruby though…she’ll be sorely missed. We’ve had our ups and downs but in the end she’s been passed down 3 generations, done a good 80k miles and has been my trusty first car. Need to treat her to a lovely valet and car wash this week I think.
My man’s banished himself to the spare room because of my inability to sleep because of my stupid ear. He says he doesn’t want to wake me in the morning with his getting ready as he knows I’ll be awake for hours yet struggling to sleep because of my headache and doesn’t want me to feel ‘restricted’ in bed.
I wouldn’t need to be restricted if the doctors would just flaming listen to me :( bring on Crete. These next 13 days better hurry the chuff up because boy can I not wait to get up at 3 am to drive to the airport to sit and get crampy legs on ths 4 hour flight, then more crampy legs for the 4 hour transfer across the island. Itll5 be worth it when we get to our sea view room, looking over Spinalonga and Elounda Bay, waking up to crystal blue sea, boats, turtles and Greek food every day for a fortnight. All this followed by a fortnight at home then a further trip out to Crete with the sister, where we’ll be met by our friend Manolis in his tatty plumbers truck, for a good nights rest at his familys house. All to wake up in the morning bright and early so that we can surprise my ma and pa and nan and grandad by greeting them at the docks aftwer they’ll have spent 6 days driving across Europe. All for a week of poolside laziness, long overdue catch ups with all my Cretan friends, traditional Greek family BBQs, the beat saganaki I jave ever had in my life and probably endless amounts of raki and homemade Greek wine.
I swear I must have been Greek in my past life because there is not one thing that I do not love about that country. If I ever win the lottery, one of my first port of calls will probably be a house in Anghistri, followed closely by a small yacht to drop around the surrounding islands.
Going through the pre holiday routine of lightening my hair. Last time I did this was nearly 3 years ago….when my hair was just below my shoulder and already a lighter brown. This time my hair is almost black with hints of red and is past my waist. This could become rather expensive seeing as I’m doing it the healthy way and not involving ANY bleach or lightening cream this time.
The things I do for my hair. Ah well…only 2 weeks until our departure to Crete now! I am in no way ready to go though!