I didn't go to my job interview yesterday, my recruitment agent didn't email me the details on friday, so i didn't know where i was going, what the company was about or who they deal with. It has been re-organised for Thursday at 11.30.
Being unemployed is having its ups and downs, i'm appreciating being at home to help the kids settle in, Hobbes did spend about 2 hours hidding under the table when we first got them over, but he seems very happy now. I'm cooking lots to, we've had soups and stews, roast dinners, savoury pancakes, chills and such. I love to cook from scratch, and there is a really good fruit and veg shop on East street.... even tho East Street itselt is a little scary. The food i cook is fairly healthy, so now i'm working on the ammount i cook... i am not feeding 8 people!! Saying that, we've both said we feel like we've lost a bit of weight.
Unpacking is progressing, but we still don't have all the furniture we need, so can't be done completely. The flat is taking shape tho. We should be getting a sofa from Mike's mate Dave, which will be nice. Another friend is a carpenter, and we've asked him to make us an ottoman for the bedroom window.
Saturday night we had our first official guest: the afore mentioned Dave came to play Xbox with us. He was more than a little tipsy when he turned up, so it was quite entertaining watching the two of them on Lego Starwars.
Yesterday evening Claire and I desserted the boys and headed to 'The Tobacco Factory'. No, we haven't taken up smoking, its now a quirky bar, and the location of the bi-monthly 'Stitch and Bitch'. Claire has almost got her head around knitting, and i think she was starting to enjoying after the initial torant of fuck fuck fuck. I have finished the knitting part of a pair of fingerless gloves, just need to sew them up, and i'm gonna make a hat to go with them. It was good fun, so, life allowing, i shall be going again.
Tonight, i plan to make a curry. I just hope it stops raining so i can get to the shops!
Being unemployed is having its ups and downs, i'm appreciating being at home to help the kids settle in, Hobbes did spend about 2 hours hidding under the table when we first got them over, but he seems very happy now. I'm cooking lots to, we've had soups and stews, roast dinners, savoury pancakes, chills and such. I love to cook from scratch, and there is a really good fruit and veg shop on East street.... even tho East Street itselt is a little scary. The food i cook is fairly healthy, so now i'm working on the ammount i cook... i am not feeding 8 people!! Saying that, we've both said we feel like we've lost a bit of weight.
Unpacking is progressing, but we still don't have all the furniture we need, so can't be done completely. The flat is taking shape tho. We should be getting a sofa from Mike's mate Dave, which will be nice. Another friend is a carpenter, and we've asked him to make us an ottoman for the bedroom window.
Saturday night we had our first official guest: the afore mentioned Dave came to play Xbox with us. He was more than a little tipsy when he turned up, so it was quite entertaining watching the two of them on Lego Starwars.
Yesterday evening Claire and I desserted the boys and headed to 'The Tobacco Factory'. No, we haven't taken up smoking, its now a quirky bar, and the location of the bi-monthly 'Stitch and Bitch'. Claire has almost got her head around knitting, and i think she was starting to enjoying after the initial torant of fuck fuck fuck. I have finished the knitting part of a pair of fingerless gloves, just need to sew them up, and i'm gonna make a hat to go with them. It was good fun, so, life allowing, i shall be going again.
Tonight, i plan to make a curry. I just hope it stops raining so i can get to the shops!
Recruitment agencies are a joke. I once had a situation where one failed to tell me that I'd been sacked from a job. So I turned up to work getting lots of funny looks from people. When the manager of the place found out I was in, he came to see me and didn't have the balls to do the dirty work himself and kept me on. Coward.