Okay, off on a tangent to start today's post - Le Tour starts today. Huzzah! Umm, the Tour de France, cycling? Yes, no? I'm not a fan of cycling myself, and have no sense of balance to actually ride a bike (yeah, I know, pathetic), but the way the coverage of the Tour is, just lovely. Watching the French countryside slide by for hours, and then before you know it, you get caught up in the daily battles, and then start counting down to the finish, and just a few more minutes, just a few more - and then you realise it is 1am already lol. Just lovely, relaxing television, if that makes sense.
I had my job interview for There yesterday. It went really really well, I impressed the guy with how good I am, and I was really confident and all. And then the call came through, I hadn't got it. Damn. But, strangely enough, they have another position for exactly the same role coming up next week, and the HR team will automatically re-apply me in, and I won't have to do a second interview, and I impressed the potential boss so much, that it will have to be someone pretty special to knock me off the 'you have the job' perch. Though still, uncertainty, limbo, for another couple of weeks - they have to advertise the role, they can't just say a second opening came up and I got it without a process, but it would be so easy to just take that short cut, surely? So yes, that has thrown my resignation plans up in the air.
It was such a roller coaster yesterday. The nerves to start with, the relief of getting the interview out of the way, and doing well at it, then the endorphins leaking out as the nerves went away, to being advised of the result and the subsequent feeling of, emptiness I guess, with the second chance possibility.
It was such a roller coaster yesterday. The nerves to start with, the relief of getting the interview out of the way, and doing well at it, then the endorphins leaking out as the nerves went away, to being advised of the result and the subsequent feeling of, emptiness I guess, with the second chance possibility.
And then going out with one of my besties, random drinks, random Chinese yum cha, random more drinks with more friends. We don't do things by halves as I caught the last train home, but as one of my friends over There said, I have to have things to enjoy while I am still Here, and that set of friends I was out with last night are quality. And I will miss them when I get There, but hell, good friends versus Mistress (and Sir)? No contest.
And while I was up and down with interviews and socialising and such, Mistress was having a day from hell. She is getting so much flak at work at the moment, that I was talking to her earlier and she was a blur of tears in a conference room, probably while I was trying to ring through to whinge about how the job fell through. I want to do all I can to support her, but I feel so useless from over Here. Not that she sees me as useless, I think, but sometimes I feel - hmm, we have actually had this conversation, and she doesn't consider me a burden, ever. Irritating, sometimes, in very specific circumstances, but not a burden.
I'm worried about her. She is just so down at the moment. From what she says, Sir is down a bit as well, but well, he and I haven't quite got the long distance communication sorted as yet, so the one I do hear as down more than they should be is Mistress. Virtual hugs and mwahs, no, they don't really cut it, when push comes to shove. Ah well, not long to go before I take on the support role in person.
My parents are planning an overseas trip for the family later in the year. My mother said if Mistress wants to come along she can, depending on time off work and time away from the kids, but perhaps to leave it a while before mentioning it, as who knows how the actual living together will work out. As if I could keep a secret from the Boss though. But it did fluster her a bit, until she got back at me by saying, oh, well, have you explained Sir to my family yet. That shut me up, well and good hahahaha. Now, about the time for another quick change of topic methinks.
Doing the uber lazy weekend thing. The good thing about only being out of the house for thirty minutes for the entire day, is that I can wear the collar for the other 23.5 hours. And I was thinking pizza for food, but Mistress did strongly suggest, it wasn't quite an Order, she strongly suggested I have a bit of a walk.
I think those were the main points of the last couple of days. I don't think it has really sunk in, yesterday. A lot happened. A helluva lot happened.
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