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A lot can happen in a week

Since Friday I have lost count of the number of jobs I have applied for. There have been plenty. I have made a full time job out of searching for work. Think of an online job board, I've signed up for it! And it seems to be paying off!

On Monday I got a call from a very nice guy inviting me for an interview and factory tour tomorrow afternoon. I had only applied the night before! This has been a massive boost to my somewhat battered ego.

Tuesday I went to clear off my desk, and was supposed to handover my unfinished projects but the people I needed to see for that weren't in which meant going back today. Tuesday was fine though - the lovely ladies in the office had a card, cake, chocolate and flowers for me. Lots of hugs. I assured them I would be back to visit and stay in touch. Those ladies mean a lot to me. I took a call of the ex-boss who says he wants to see me Monday to talk freelancing (I said I would come if I was free) Then I went to college and tried not to let my emotions show - but had a great chat with one classmate and my tutor on the quiet who both gave me some good interview advice.

Wednesday was Job Centre day. Trying to sort out this JSA New Style so I can pay my bills and buy food. It wasn't so bad, a very nice chap has been assigned me to look after. We had a good natter and he's confident that I am doing all I can to find another job. I should be going back on Friday but he's seeing me Monday instead. I also applied for my redundancy money.

Today I drove out to see where my afternoon interview is, as I don't want to get horribly lost. It was en route that the second interview was offered. The lady I spoke to was very nice and understanding about my sat-nav blaring out at her while she was trying to speak to me. I'm booked in with her for tomorrow morning! I called into my old office, handed over my project file, directed people to my folders on the PC, and had a gossip. Upshot being I am even less impressed with my former boss than I was on Friday. And now I'm home, still looking for jobs to apply for and wondering how I will sleep with TWO interviews to look forward to tomorrow!




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