Humpday hangover

I was sitting in Penderel’s Oak last night, waiting for food to arrive before heading off to a meetup, when I got a call from a recruitment agent. I honestly have no idea why they call at that time of day, but there you are.  Anyway, he thinks he may have a position for me, so there is something to be hopeful about.

I had too much wine last night too, but it’s not something that happens very often any more. I remember not that many years ago where I would drink a lot, and regularly. I still drink regularly – most evenings – but in smaller quantities. Anyway, it was fun and we got home late. Now, I’m sitting here in front of my pc looking for work, the telly is on in the corner for background (Stargate: Atlantis if you’re interested) and I’m about to start on yet another coffee.

It does feel like today is a day off, though to be honest I’m not sure how good a thing that is. I don’t have much to do. Well, that’s not quite right either. I have to clean up my room, put about 3 loads of laundry through the machine, put out my interview clothes in case this job opportunity pans out, and then I have to go shopping for ingredients for tonight’s dinner before cooking. I guess I actually have a lot to do.  Louise has taken Jeb back to work, where he sits on her desk, daydreaming of exploding rockets.

Tomorrow, I’m hoping that I’ll have a telephone interview (or so goes the recruiter’s plan), and I have a class at Training Link, the place I volunteer, and in the evening, my regular curry date with Louise.

Friday will be a face-to-face with the recruitment agency (again according to the plan), followed by another with the potential employer. I’m already nervous, and of course there’s no guarantee that it’ll even get this far but such is the way of plans. Friday night is an Ingress meetup for drinks, and possibly some game-play. Not going to say where nor with whom on here, since I don’t know whether any Resistance agents may be reading.

Saturday night could be fun. One of the Meetup groups that I’m involved with, Bitter Women is going to visit the Craft Beer Pop-Up Pub in London Fields. Not sure what to expect, but I think it’s worth a visit. I might be celebrating the start of a new job, after all.

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