The hunt for the Holy Grail
I seem to have slipped into the habit of whispering a little “Good luck” whenever I send off a job application.
I’m not sure why. I doubt it’ll make a difference but it seems fitting to send it on its way with a bit of hope.
To be honest I’d forgotten what it’s like to be on the hunt for a job. Before Miss P made her appearance I had been with the same company for 5 years.
I’m now back on the merry-go-round of making phone calls and filling in forms but knowing that for each position there are going to be a lot of people doing the same.
It seems to be down to luck now, a case of knowing the right people or just happening to ask the right person at the right time.
Ultimately I’m looking for the Holy Grail – part time, work from home and fits in certain hours. Oh and preferably above minimum wage. Reality dictates that all avenues must be explored so not only am I chasing writing and social media jobs but I’m looking at everything from admin and receptionist work to retail and anything else that pays a wage.
This is also the first time I’ve had to explain a gap in employment. So I turn getting Miss P and I out of the door and to music group with more than 5 seconds to spare into time management skills. The ability to dispense breadsticks and sippy cups of juice whilst picking up toys, cooking lunch and hanging out the washing all at the same time illustrates my excellent record of multi-tasking and deciding whether Rich or I have the greater need for the last chocolate biscuit displays my uncanny ability to prioritise.
I’m not entirely sure that’s what they are looking for.
Still, someone somewhere must have a need for someone who can type (really quite quickly) whilst singing the theme tune to Balamory.
Wish me luck!