Sometimes life is like standing on a stepping stone in the middle of a roaring river.

The good thing about stepping stones is there's never just one.
If you keep moving from one to the next, eventually you'll reach the other side.

Tuesday 21 June 2011

News

Turns out the job advert lied and it was actually for a door-to-door salesperson. Sack that for a laugh. So, sadly, I am still jobless. Also, I can't apply for jobseekers allowance because my student loans cover everything. Somebody louder than me needs to tell the Job Centre that you can't get student loans for a masters coz they didn't listen when I said it. Oh well, back to the job hunt I go. 

However, even if I don't manage to get a job in the next 10 days, all may not be lost. I have a friend at salsa who says she would have no problem letting me stay with her. Now I didn't definitely commit so I don't have any details like whether she would expect me to pay rent and things like that. But still it's a possibility and little ray of hope at the end of what has been a pretty rubbish day. I'm hopefully going to see her tomorrow so I can check it out properly.

Oh, one highlight of the day: I was walking home when I heard this voice say, "Scuze me, can you help me?" This woman was hanging out the window of a ground floor flat, waving to get my attention. She had been locked in the flat but the parking ticket on her car was about to run out and she wanted to know if I would help. She threw out (very trustingly, I think) some money wrapped in a bit of paper and I bought her a ticket and stuck it under the windscreen wipers. It made me feel slightly better to have helped someone, and made me grin every time I thought about how random it must have looked to anyone walking by. This city is many, many things, but never boring.
xXx

Friday 17 June 2011

Times are changing

Finally I have some news to report in the job-hunting area. Nothing major yet, but I do have my first ever Scottish interview booked. It's for a Summer job so even if I get it I'll still have to keep looking, but as long as I get to stay in Glasgow (and I would comfortably be able to with this job) then I really don't mind.

Thing is, I'm shaky with nerves already and the interview's not til Monday, so I'm a wee bit worried that I'll blow it just by looking too much like a rabbit caught in headlights. Time to Google 'how to stay calm at interviews' I think.

My other news is not so happy. In two weeks my Scottish man is going to Florence for a month because he's a genius artist, which I could deal with coz a month is nothing compared to the time I spent in Sweden. The sad part is that now he tells me he may not be coming back.  There will be an exhibition at the end of the month and if someone likes his work they could sign him up to stay there and paint for them. Having heard the way he talks about his hometown I have no doubt that he would say yes immediately, and having seen his work I have no doubt that somebody will ask him. So I have 15 days, and then I might never see him again. 

It's hard to think about it, so I'm trying really hard not to. Lets hope I get the job so it can keep my mind occupied.
xXx