The first week back after the holidays: it’s never going to be a breeze. But mine has been particularly trying and I’ve hardly even been here…
I had a job interview. I won’t say much, but it felt like it went well (I haven’t heard back yet) which did give me a confidence boost but as they always are, it was a stressful experience. It’s draining, thinking about yourself and questioning your decisions. Thinking about what they might ask and what answers are appropriate. Contemplating whether to use big words or not and trying so hard not to say ‘like’ every three words. Not only that, but there was a mix up with the dates and therefore a drama when it comes to where I am right now. That all made me tired. And by this point it was Wednesday afternoon.
Thursday morning gave me a bit of exercise – I got a surprise hospital appointment which meant a brisk 2 mile walk to the other side of town at 8am. Of course, I then had to come all the way back (on my irregular sesamoid as well) to catch a train, a bus and then finally arrive at work. Woah. Energy levels are reaching zero boys and girls.
I like being busy, and I like being productive which I feel this week has been – there’s nothing worse than feeling you haven’t achieved anything and it’s almost Monday again. But I have and the good news is, my foot is finally going somewhere, it’s gonna get fixed (one day) and I know that I can handle pressure when it comes to job interviews in a place you’ve never even seen before. I can hack it, I know I can and that is what I’ve learnt this week. Aww.