Yes. It has happened. We have the internet in our flat. No more visiting the library to job hunt. No more sitting next to weird, smelly people who spend an hour looking at YouTube videos about the ‘coming police state.’ No more rushing to look at all the jobs in Manchester before my hour runs out. Oh and no more leaving the house during the week, which is probably not a good thing.
The internet isn’t the only thing to arrive in our house recently either. We are now back in possession of one Mr Hobbes the cat. He doesn’t seem to happy to have been moved, but we’re managing to bribe him with expensive cat food. He was even seen pottering around purring this morning which is a rare occurrence. Exciting times.
So our new flat is cool. We have all our furniture now, and my chairs are in situ along with the lovely table I’ve been wanting for about 5 years. I have yet to make curtains and cushion covers; apparently nice fabric isn’t actually cheap when you need about 10 metres of it. So the blankets that are up at the windows may have to live there for a little while longer. It’s a work in progress though.
As for jobs; still no joy but I seem to have been contacted by a few more agencies and other people now so I’m not feeling too down in the dumps about it. Went to sign on for the first time on Friday which was not a good feeling, but hopefully it won’t last long. Job hunting is sucky; the worst bit is that people don’t get back to you or give you a closing date for a lot of jobs, so you don’t know whether you’ve been unsuccessful or whether to just wait it out. I’m not entirely sure why it’s so difficult just sending out an automated email to let people know, but apparently it’s just not done any more.
Anyway, that is all the news I have for now. Bits of life are good and bits of it suck. Hopefully the bits that suck will resolve themselves soon because I want some money and to go explore Manchester. Please. Thank you.


