Down Time

It is somewhat surprising how much energy job interviews take out of you.  Even when you don't have a meltdown half an hour before you are due for one.  Have had four interviews for three jobs in four days this week, and am kinda sorta exhausted with it all.  And the worst thing is that it doesn't look like I have lucked into any of them.  I was down to the last two for one of the roles, which would have been varied and challenging and all the rest, but apparently the other candidate's references are being checked before mine.  I was really warming to that job as well, unfortunately.

Ah well, onwards and upwards.  Something will come up, and I'm not in any rush (yet), and Mistress was saying I should hang out for more money above and beyond what the three jobs this week were offering anyways.

So it will be a home day today, but I will get around to applying for some more jobs.

Oh, and I slept later than Mistress for the first time since I got Here today.  She came into the room and over to my bed, and stroked my head - I was only lightly dozing at this stage, so I turned around and kissed her hand, and did the 'I love you' eyes at her, or something.  Gah, my heart just melted as I wrote that, feeling this cared for.

And then, just a brief time ago, when the kids had left for school, I knocked on the bedroom door, Mistress said come in, Sir was still kinda sorta waking up, and I curled up on a spare spot on top of the covers.  And was almost purring, like a cat.  Sir said well, you know what happens to cats that come into the bedroom, so I tried to say that I was a dog instead, which get just as hard a ride as the cats in the bedroom.  Couldn't win, so I shut up, closed my eyes, and began to doze.  One of those moments where everything is right with the world, and the planet outside the bedroom can go all the way to hell if it wants to.

Sir then got an electro zappy thing out and started to poke Mistress with it.  She squirmed and giggled deliciously, but suddenly I was kicked off the bed, and I retreated to the kitchen lol.  But the dozing on the bed was wonderful while it lasted.

Yesterday.  Was an interview in the morning, which ended up just registering for an agency, as the particular client needed a particular skill set that I could have learnt, but don't quite have just yet.  By the time the client confirmed this with agency, I was already doing the registration and personality test and all.  So it was worthwhile doing, but not as worthwhile as it could have been.  But I was in town, and I heard back from Wednesday's job interview that I was top two material, and I was going to pick up a couple of things for Mistress, so all was good with the world.

Well, maybe apart from buckling and getting KFC for lunch hahaha.

Got home, Mistress was suitably squee with the 'gifts' that I had bought, and she then knuckled down into her own job applications.  While I retreated into the lounge to watch Full Metal Jacket.  Mistress doesn't like to be interrupted when she is in the zone.  Apart from when I made sure she had some lunch.

I did roast pork for dinner, while Mistress attended to some things out of the house.  The younger child was home with me for the afternoon, and I could barely shut him up, he was very chatty with me - which is a good thing I mean, and I didn't want to shut him up, and both the children have really warmed to me.  Which is lovely, in its own way.