OK, so the second interview happened. I was SOOOOOO nervous; I met a very good friend at the London mainline station for a quick coffee before legging it across London. I think even she was alarmed at my manic state!
THIS interview was the complete opposite to the last. So, we'll see. Post-grilling, the adrenalin was literally pouring out of my body and I had to (obviously!) have yet another Starbucks coffee light frappuccino. I am totally addicted to this drink. I just didn't know what to do with myself. I then had to cross London to meet my other half.
I spent Friday getting gemmed up on the organisation. Tomorrow, I shall be finding out all about something COMPLETELY different so that I can do the prepare, practise and perform routine all over again. In the meantime, my husband is resigning from his job tomorrow and I've got another interview on Tuesday. He got offered something this week and he's going to take it. He's not overly happy with the new job - not such a prestigious firm - but he'll be hands on from day one. This means he really will be away - Monday-Friday - for the next 12 months. Hmmmm.
After my own interview, I had a massive comedown. And I've been eating ever since. It's partly hormonal - I am taking heavy-duty painkillers, which aren't working, it's partly emotional and partly physical. I have spent this weekend either at the allotment doing my green gym activities or in the garden, digging for England!
And when I say eat, I mean anything and everything. From ultra-UNhealthy to raw food fresh (gifts from fellow allotmenteers)! This is no way to live. You know it. I know it.
Tomorrow, as ever, is another day!
Hope today is going well for you. All that digging sounds very good exercise! Perhaps it's making you hungry too?
love
Peridot x
Posted by: Peridot | June 30, 2008 at 03:41 PM