The tide is turning...

As a new season begins so does a new chapter in my life. It was way back in February when I sent an application for a job working for a company right here on the marina. By the middle of March I figured they had found someone for the position and put it to the back of mind. I was gladly surprised to be invited for an interview a few days later, on April fools day of all days! The invitation arrived by email and I quickly responded that I would very much like to attend the interview on 1st march 2011... Not a good start. The following week I spent debating what outfit I should wear, something new I thought. I had a week or so before the interview so didn’t panic buy. I mooched around the shops getting ideas together. My plan was to do my shopping the week of the interview. I booked in at the hairdressers and thought I had a foolproof plan. I didn’t bargain on getting a cold. Martyn started with it first. He had had it a week before I started to feel the sore throat coming on. Then the headache, the bodyache and finally the runny nose. My interview was on the Friday and by Monday I was walking round with pockets full of tissues. The weather turned lousy which didn’t encourage me to go shopping. On Monday I thought ‘I’ll feel better tomorrow, I’ll go then’ The same thought crossed my mind on Tuesday and Wednesday by Thursday morning I had nothing new to wear and finally admitted I would have to cancel my hairdressing appointment. My nose would have made Rudolph proud and the little bit of colour I had got back in my cheeks the previous week had been replaced by the pallor of Casper the Ghost. It was not looking good. I was just relieved that I didn’t have to travel far for the interview. I managed to pull together an outfit and make myself look somewhere near respectable. I packed my bag with tissues and just hoped that my nose wouldn’t run or that I wouldn’t start to cough halfway through. Of course that was never going to happen. it started with a cough that went on for a good ten minutes which inevitably made my nose run. I felt so sorry for the lovely people interviewing me. I just hope they didn’t end up with it too.

Of course the cold cleared up almost immediately after the interview but I still had a problem, I really wanted this job. It sounded great, very exciting and just up my street. The people were so nice and very polite about my germs. They had more people to interview the following week so a tense few days followed. I kept my phone my side constantly, checking all the time. By Thursday the following week I was trying to prepare myself for disappointment and decided to wash the boat in the lovely sunshine. I still continued to check my phone, or so I thought. It started to get hot around midday so I ventured inside for a while to cool off. Six missed calls... It was actually two missed calls but because the callers had left messages 121 continued to try calling. Nervously I checked the messages. The first one was from a friend, doh! The second was the call I had been waiting for. I dialled the number back and got through straight away. I got the job!!! It was an amazing feeling. I was happy excited, relieved all at the same time. I wanted to jump up and down and shout it out to everyone. Of course I didn’t - the first thing I did was send Martyn a text post it on Facebook. I am not yet actually working and don’t know my start date but for the first time in a long time I am really looking forward to going to work!