Possibly Something Again

Just as I had pretty much forgotten all about the mad potential job offer, on Monday I received an email explaining that he had been continuing with Christmas celebrations right up until 'Twelth Night' (alright for some) and had only just gotten around to replying to his emails. Then he said this:

"The whole driving thing is so important, that I would like you to get your license before we make a final decision.  So, what I propose is that I pay for you to take a 1-week intensive course to obtain your drivers license.  No obligation.

Let me know what you think"

Shiiiiiiit. Of course I said that this would be acceptable - who wouldn't want someone to pay nearly a grand for them to learn to drive? But I'm taking it with a pinch of salt this time to avoid any disappointment.

I've okayed it all with him and he has given me the go-ahead for me to pay for it with funds from the bank account I have access to. So now I have to send off for my provisional license again (I've changed surnames as well as losing the original 20 years ago!) and when that arrives I will be having 4 hours of driving lessons a day to get me ready for the test as soon as possible.

Although I want to get my license quickly, I don't want to rush it, scrape through my test and crash straight into the nearest school crossing! I imagine it will be hard but utter numpties have their license so I'll be damned if I can't get mine.

So I will keep you informed of my progress and let you know how I get on. Imagine if I did get the job though - I bet it would make for some interesting blog posts!

Ready, Aim, Fire The Freelancer

Been up to loads this last week, but busier than a one legged man in an arse-kicking competition so please excuse my absence.

My move in to BBF's went very smoothly - thank God it wasn't happening this weekend cos we're up to our ears in snow! (well just over our ankles but you get the idea) I LOVE being here with him; we haven't been together very long at all but I think the world of him and couldn't imagine being without him now. I finally feel that my pickyness paid off because I wasn't going to settle for anything less!

Last weekend we went with a couple of friends of his to a kind of 'activity thing' that they booked on Groupon. We went out to this farm in the next county and they went quad biking (not my bag - I'm not keen on getting dirty and the helmet smelled) then we had a go at archery and axe throwing -like you do.

Turns out that I am pretty good at firing arrows and hurling hatchets. I took to the archery straight away but chucked my first round of axes straight into the mud. Not sure how I managed to get better but I put it down to pure talent (read as luck) I'm not sure when I'll need this skill but then you never know what the future holds!

I've been pretty busy with work this week as well, although the nightmare client decided that he couldn't really afford me (no shit Sherlock) and I was saved from firing him, his festive timing is a bit worrying.  I'm sure I'll manage without his money and the grief that came with it - I've got a couple of new clients, and things usually sort themselves out.

Not much else to report apart from being busy (when am I not?) unpacking, working, and directing weaponry. I am though, very,very happy.

DIY Cheeryness

Today I'm in an irrationally bad mood if truth be told. I think I'm coming down with a cold; my throat is sore, my head is fuggy and I feel a bit irritable - in general my week has gone well so I'm going to write a post about how good things actually are along with some cheery pictures in an attempt to psyche myself out of it.

I landed a big client this week; it was someone who I first met last July and they recently called me to ask if I was interested in taking them on as a client. The starting fee is remarkably good so this means that I should be able to save money and move a lot quicker than I thought; I'm very excited about it but I've always been an impatient person so it can't happen soon enough frankly!

I'm also leaning back towards getting a cat when I move because, as much as I'd love a dog, it is such a huge decision that it needs to be right.

One of my landlady's cats has kind of adopted me and we snuggle up together on the duvet; but sometimes I miss my own cats so much that I can barely breathe. As much as I'm fond of this cat, it turns out you don't really have the same kind of connection if it's not yours. Having a cat brought me such happiness that it just made everything else ok; I can't say I'm lonely, but without my own pet I must admit that I sometimes feel alone.

My freelancing business is going very well (despite this being a month of skintness) I've worked extremely hard and am enjoying a level of freedom that I once only dreamed of having.

Today I'm writing the final newsletter copy for a new networking group that I'm launching in February, and I also completed my very first tax return yesterday - so am now an official bona fide grown-up!

That's about it really; my family, although often infuriating, somewhat insane and useless with technology are all healthy and love me, my social life is as busy as I want it, I have some good friends and, apart from the sniffles and a dodgy back I'm in good health - I could do with losing some weight but overall it could be worse.

Well, I'm happy to report that I do actually feel much better now; I think a quick burst of some perky music and the jobs a good 'un!