Today is the day before a potentially amazing day. I'm all jittery. I am very wary though, that I may be counting my chickens a little early (I could very well have zero chickens. Not even an egg). Tomorrow however I will hopefully be counting ALL the chickens, and ducks, and turkeys and all the farmyard birds in general. It is the day I find out whether I got the job.
The interview went well, I didn't hesitate with my answers, I made the panel laugh (not in a stand-up comedian kind of way) and I almost skipped out of there in my smart, I'm going to an interview in a smart office and I'm so smart shoes.
The weather has been sunny and I'm feeling the positive effects of the vitamin D, or is it E? either way my skin likes it, and my attitude to life is all together sunshiny. I met up with Emm (my forever bestest) and Alex (my beautiful housemate to be) for drinks in Newcastle, had myself a Pineapple Mojito (and assorted other alcohol... I won't list it, I'm never proud when recounting my drinks, but they always seem such a good idea at the time). Went shopping, rather unsuccessfully, strange towns always take a couple of days of getting used to, I couldn't find any interesting shops, I walked for what seemed like miles! There MUST be great vintage places hidden away somewhere. Ah well sounds like a great excuse to go hunting for them to me.
Instead I forayed the murky depths of Primark, so wrong it's right - my empty purse says so anyway! I got a cute pearl elasticated headband, worn in various ways yesterday (I'm such a fidgeter) as headband; cuff and hair bobble. All effective, all for £1. Huzzah. I also bought another owl pendant necklace; a long one this time. I do like a wise owl hanging around my neck, or just generally about my person - perhaps I'm hoping the wisdom rubs off... somehow I doubt it. Saying that, the wisdom of a Primark owl... not sure that'd be overly helpful. Found a great cardi for work and play and sailing on a boat. It's striped, navy and cream. Everything I own is striped. Might get some pics of these. Mebs. I might go off them though, it happens with brilliantly cheap things, I worry the greatest thing about them is the budget price. Not a good look!
Right, off to bed, the bags under my eyes are getting ridiculous; the situation is dramatically worsened by the fact that to save the pennies I'm using up crap concealer instead of the amazing L'Oreal one I like - cheap make-up is NOT a bargain, unless the look you're going for is scuzzy and sleep-deprived. I am not.
I'm crossing everything for myself - is that wrong?! for tomorrow. Though by no means a dream job, it is, time-wise, absolutely shockingly perfecto. On the inerringly positive side, if I'm not lucky tomorrow, there are plenty more jobs and opportunities I just need to make sure I stumble across one. These adventures don't venture themselves.
EEK.
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