A day of Waiting

I've been in the UK about 4 weeks now (a month on Monday) and I believe my time of unemployed bumness is soon approaching an end. Yes, soon there will be no more daytime television for me. I interviewed on Wednesday, for a great job. They do their last interview today and then we will know. So today is a little stressful with the waiting. Will I have to interview on monday for a different, less fantastic job?

Things have really picked up in this last week. Dave was interviewing on Wednesday and I discovered on Tuesday afternoon, that so was I. So We head into London with armfuls of suits and a huge list of work to do.

We went to the real estate agent and signed for our new appartment. We got a modern 1 bedroom near the river, with plenty of room in the living room for when people come to stay (hint hint). The downside is that we don't move in till the 1st of November. It's weeks away and I want it Now Now Now. But we really need to move to London as the guy we are staying with is moving out and needs some space to pack. So we searched gumtree.com and found someone who wants to rent their room while they holiday in Egypt. That will give us a place to live from the 20th till the 1st. YaY.

So Dave does his interview and I do mine and they are both pretty good. As I mentioned before, I'm waiting but Dave was in demand. He go no less than 5 offers for interviews that day. And a fast interview that afternoon for much better money. So he spends the rest of the afternoon, avoiding the calls from the first job until he can interview for the second. The second ended up being the worst job in the world - that explains the money, making the decision easy and signs the for first and starts work the next day.

So now we will move to London this weekend. We will start being real people again. We don't have to find the rabbit hole and go home, and the adventures in Wonderland can continue.