Wow, well it's suddenly all change.
It hasn't really sunk in yet that I got the job in London, there's been such a lot to sort out and I'm completely unprepared!
I came away from the interview in a bit of a daze, I didn't feel I'd do anything any differently but I felt as though the questions were challenging and although I did my best I certainly didn't think I had got it. I loved the buzz of getting on the underground again and seeing everyone suited and booted for their busy days ahead...it brought back memories of when I used to do that tricky commute, and how I missed it. I tried not to get too excited about it or too attached to the idea that it could happen. But secretly I really wanted to be there!
I'm waiting in the train station again for my train to London, I've got to quickly sort some designs first and then go and meet my new manager to go over the contract details. Contract details!? I don't think I've ever had that before! I'm a little nervous about how today will pan out, I'm not sure how possible it is to do anything quickly at the design place. I also don't have anything new to show them, which is always embarrassing to admit. I'm having to choose which things i need to put first this week, having to think about the big picture for the first time in a serious way is rather intimidating.
This new job is full time, 10 til 7. I wrote up my notice and posted it to the shop, I'm hoping they won't react the same way my old boss did! He rang me back after I told him the news which he wasn't keen on hearing, and reminded me that I had signed a contract...a stupid contradicting contract! But then I feel that because I've my been there 12 weeks yet maybe they don't apply,we'll have to see how they take it.
I hope I'm doing the right thing. Speaking to my parents about they were both very supportive and encouraged me to do what I thought was right. I think dad might be disappointed that my design work may take a back seat but I understand that might be what has to happen. The time has come in my life where I want to take things seriously, get a proper job, earn a full time wage, consider moving into my own place. Unfortunately things haven't really panned out that way so far, and I feel as though I've had to put in a lot more than what I've got out. I feel like the next move I want to make is a career move, and I feel that what I learn next will count more to future employers...maybe...I mean there's just no way of knowing. I suppose I'm just taking a risk...
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