Back again!

I'm not quite sure where to start as it has been such a while. I could kind of start at the beginning... 2014 was not such a great year for me.  It was not one mammoth thing but a collective.  I lost the job that I had put my absolute heart and soul into and it took a great while to recover from it.  Quite honestly I was bereft.  I wasn't the only person that was upset about my loss, many of my friends and colleagues were upset too.  I'd like to say time has been a great healer but it hasn't so far. Everyone told me that things happen for a reason but I just couldn't see it. If you were to ever ask me how I was in real life, I am always 'fine' but one of my lovely friends saw through my 'fineness' and sent me the wonderful parcel to cheer me.  (I am going to shoe photos honestly) It really did cheer me up more than I can say, but I still felt very down. I started supply teaching and that was 'fine' too with some schools more 'fine' than others. Then I started blocking some of my days in my diary so that I couldn't be called for those days.  I had the grandest of intentions but I stayed at home and wallowed. Even when Christmas24 started on TV it wasn't enough!  Then I spotted a job that I would quite like to do, then I spotted another and then another! I have a rule to only apply for one job at a time because quite honestly I like to swat up completely about a new school and my memory is not quite as retentive as it once was, and I would really hate to quote a brilliant fact about a school to find out that it is a different school I am talking about!

I broke my own rule by applying for two jobs at the same time and lo and behold had an interview for both.  I am none too special at interviews, externally all my faculties are intact apart from a little rash around my neckline but internally I am mush. Sadly this expels itself in the form of sh**e (you get the picture) that I proceed to talk. It's awful but hilarious all rolled into one! And not surprisingly I don't get the job!  I decided to maybe even treat the first interview as a practise for the second one.  I got there, all sweaty handed (I forgot to mention that in my external bit) and rashy and once I'd left home my shoes grew and became too big.  People tell me that Coco is still fashionable although I'm not convinced it's the clown.  I stuffed tissues into the toes and carefully strutted my stuff right into that school. All the candidates had a lovely tour and chat, then down to the formal business of the interview.  It was one of those out of body experiences and I couldn't believe the stuff that I was saying. I was saying proper valid stuff as if I knew what I was talking about and I just couldn't believe where all this stuff had been hiding! I went away with a good feeling that even if I didn't get the job I had without doubt done my best.

I didn't mean to write all this, it wasn't my plan but I'm going with it anyway.  I think it's time for a tea break and then a new post to continue!