Answer on a post card please...
Hmmm. Its been a mixed week. I was finally back in the office on Thursday which helped to give me a distraction from the god awful mess happening around me. Fairly uneventful as you can imagine as the company is drawing to a close. Not long now, just 4 weeks until I receive my notice of redundancy.
I've secured 2 interviews next week with another possible one on its way. Tomorrows one is a good location but my Mum's comments left me a bit unsure, she says I'm too good for the position after reading the description. In all honesty she's right, the amount of staff management (the bit I'm good at!) is a lot less than I would like. Not sure keeping the kitchen area tidy is something that can keep me occupied.
Wednesdays is more to do with my sector - Financial Services and more management focused. Although they did say they would be some admin work to do within the team. Hmmm, they obviously haven't had the right manager yet! Location will be great when I move to the opposite end of London too. They're only interview me and another person so very promising. I like interviews and have a little winning folder I present at the end, hasn't failed yet...
Lastly the one I'm waiting to hear sounds challenging and interesting. Location is poor.
After a slow start the job hunt is coming together but looks like I'm going to have to compromise somewhere but I haven't decided one what yet, all depends on whether they offer me anything first.
That's the good bit...
Mum is doing OK, she's suggested to Dad some counseling which he has book for next Thursday. In the meantime it's fairly tense at home. Mum is hardly talking and Dad is calling me a lot. Today he need some advice from BF and he depressingly mentioned Mum had gone out to my aunts and he was home alone again.
I want to help them but its hard. Still doesn't seem real but I'm not holding my breath they can make this work.
BF just hasn't a clue.
Friday, Saturday and today he's spent the majority of his time out with the neighbours. Friday because I was out with work until 10pm, fair enough. Yesterday since we got back from the market so about 12/1pm and today watching the football. In between he's watched TV or played on the computer.
I'm bored of this crap. I'm bored of talking about him. I also know that this is the extent of the summer to come if I was to stay.
And finally M.
Thursday was our first in depth conversation for a while. It became frustrating and in a nutshell he announced in far too many words that it was time to walk away. I'd done playing games and acknowledged it with one word.
"Fine."
I think this made him realise I've had enough of the games and declaration of love. I'm tired of waiting for something that seems like it will never happen. Apparently my lack of contact and distance has made him realise he has to do something. Also apparently July is when it will all happen, after I settle into my job, should I get one, and moved into the flat.
I don't know if I care anymore! No I do care but the time when enough is enough is drawing near. He knows this and I confirmed it.
It is Monday now, I wrote the above on a very bad day and today is clearer.
Today I spoke to M for about an hour. He is still adamant and sure of his plan. He doesn't want to be without me and home is getting less and less bearable. I humor him and take it with a pinch of salt, he said he knows I will only believe him when he's on the doorstep with his bags - he's right!
Now I have to focus on my job hunt and interview technique.
