Good Morning My Dears,
I know, I know, I am a day late on this post. Apologies for that but I have a good excuse in the form of a guest. My Amsterdam host has come to visit me for 10 days so I am playing host and tourist here in Edinburgh.
When last I wrote, I had an interview with a British investment house and the possibility of a second interview. I did not get a second interview with the company and again for that most annoying of reasons, over qualification. Seriously? That began a decent into a really dark place, for which I must apologise to a couple of people, though not in this blog. I was seriously considering buying my ticket back to the states and my confidence was rather beginning to lag. Just when I thought all was lost, I got an interview with a construction recruitment company for a bookkeeper/back office manager position down in Leith, which is the port of Edinburgh. Apparently, I had the job after I left last Friday.
It isn't a bad commute, the bus goes directly there from my house and, best of all, it is permanent. So it seems I am going to be in Scotland for the foreseeable future. So the eighth company I interviewed with was the one that saw my potential and decided to take a chance. It is just as well that the job came up when it did, because I was going to go on the dole and get a jobseeker's benefit and council tax help from the British government which, as an EU citizen, I am entitled to. I had started the procedure to get the benefit on the 21st, so the 29th was my day to sign in and tell the government what I was doing to find work in the form of a paper diary. In short, as Jasper opined it was time for me to un-unemploy myself.
Yesterday was my birthday, and so we went out for indian food. We also went to a professional cutlery shop, where I was bought two decent knives as my birthday present. I have promised a jaunt to the Scotch Whiskey Experience to Jasper for his birthday, as well as a trip to the garden center to look at the plants, so that is the plan for today. And perhaps some new pots as the ones I bought at the Poundsavers have warped beyond recognition. I am sorry this is so short, but if I don't go help with the kitchen tidy, I will be in trouble.
Next Up: A Birthday celebration and work begins.
Cheerio for now,
Tina
I know, I know, I am a day late on this post. Apologies for that but I have a good excuse in the form of a guest. My Amsterdam host has come to visit me for 10 days so I am playing host and tourist here in Edinburgh.
When last I wrote, I had an interview with a British investment house and the possibility of a second interview. I did not get a second interview with the company and again for that most annoying of reasons, over qualification. Seriously? That began a decent into a really dark place, for which I must apologise to a couple of people, though not in this blog. I was seriously considering buying my ticket back to the states and my confidence was rather beginning to lag. Just when I thought all was lost, I got an interview with a construction recruitment company for a bookkeeper/back office manager position down in Leith, which is the port of Edinburgh. Apparently, I had the job after I left last Friday.
It isn't a bad commute, the bus goes directly there from my house and, best of all, it is permanent. So it seems I am going to be in Scotland for the foreseeable future. So the eighth company I interviewed with was the one that saw my potential and decided to take a chance. It is just as well that the job came up when it did, because I was going to go on the dole and get a jobseeker's benefit and council tax help from the British government which, as an EU citizen, I am entitled to. I had started the procedure to get the benefit on the 21st, so the 29th was my day to sign in and tell the government what I was doing to find work in the form of a paper diary. In short, as Jasper opined it was time for me to un-unemploy myself.
Yesterday was my birthday, and so we went out for indian food. We also went to a professional cutlery shop, where I was bought two decent knives as my birthday present. I have promised a jaunt to the Scotch Whiskey Experience to Jasper for his birthday, as well as a trip to the garden center to look at the plants, so that is the plan for today. And perhaps some new pots as the ones I bought at the Poundsavers have warped beyond recognition. I am sorry this is so short, but if I don't go help with the kitchen tidy, I will be in trouble.
Next Up: A Birthday celebration and work begins.
Cheerio for now,
Tina
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