Work, Job interviews and more

21-30th Nov

Well the beginning of the week mainly revolved around working. Yes I know how dull! That said a little birdy had told me how important it was to write something about yourself on a covering letter when applying for jobs. This combined with adding some trite nonsense about my personal interests on my CV appeared to pay off as I had not one but two job interviews. One as an admin assistant and one working as a housing officer. Thank goodness was the cry from me and James as my days of baking were becoming very limited. There was real potential for me to begin making meat pies using the flesh of humans. In other words I needed out!

Fridays rocked around and I went to do some voluntary work on a homestay. Oh the joys of doing manual labour in the garden. Yes there were no animals but physical work has always appealed to a certain aspect of me. Payment… well there was none of that in the cash sense but in kind I was offered the use of a kayaks and bikes. Well that’s a few weekends sorted.

This weekend was however dominated by James reclining in the sun on Saturday and me working at the general election. I also discovered that stamping forms also appeals to me as it was much fun issuing votes all day and then counting them. What’s more we even got the count right the first time.

Sunday. Again sunny (yes I know I am probably developing hated status by all the brits who are entering winter) and first up the farmers market. Yummy cheese, meat and oils were purchased. We even found a friendly butcher to cut us some bacon chops for our next visit. A little bit of homesickness me thinks coming out. Post lunch we met some brits down at the pub and then had an afternoon with this group in our garden. 5 Brits equalled lots of reminiscing about the UK and of course drinking. We may be 12,000 miles away from home but some things will never change!

Post weekend and it was back to work. James trying to make his changes of which a blog will be forthcoming and me baking. With no news from the jobs by Monday evening I was getting worried. Tuesday and all was well. The admin job was offered to me. Of course this meant containing the Housing New Zealand people and seeing if they could speed up the process on their end and if they were going to offer me the job get on and do it. Much toing and fro-ing later and by Wednesday evening I had two job offers on the table. Pay and hours different and just waiting for a conversation with James to see which one I accept. Oh to be wanted again!

Tally HO