Pink Blue Bells
I had an appointment with the Careers Adviser today. Things got off to a bad start when I got a phone call to remind me about the appointment – which bit of “I am able to organise myself and attend appointments on time” does the Job Centre find so tricky to understand?
I set off and was waiting at the bus stop when I realised I had left my mobile at home – so I had to sprint back for it … well you know just in case the Job Centre decided to call again and remind me my appointment was less than an hour away! Next the bus driver was the one who couldn’t do my special ticket – he has since been trained by a colleague and I still had to talk him through it … and another new driver was running 15 minutes late on both his runs past today – that is not going to work out …
Anyway as I returned to the bus stop I saw these pretty pinky mauve bluebells and had to grab a picture … or two!
The Careers adviser arrived just in time for my appointment (which I thought a little rude since I had been reminded to be there). He was helpful to an extent but I think reached the same conclusion as my adviser – I am doing what I need to do to progress things but he did point me in the direction of a couple of education options.
I did laugh when I saw my horoscope though – and I cannot remember the last time I read one – it says “Sometimes when you act as if you can do something you find out you actually can. Learn how hobbies can lead to new careers” Well certainly things do seem to have been happening over the past few weeks because I have acted as if I can do them and certainly my walking hobby has led me to where I am heading career wise!
I also had to smile when I saw this strange furry beast! Yesterday our grass verge had it’s annual trim and these dandelion heads must have been squished down to the ground but locked together … can you guess why I have a growing collection of pictures dandelion clocks at the moment?
My travels ended with a brief exchange with Weather Guru who was after an update on Project Tick Tock … he departed with his fingers firmly crossed for me.