I got the confirmation letter through this morning about my interview on Thursday. Rather than being the cosy chat about the job I imagined, its actually a 2 hour ordeal which will include
1) A 30 minute 'in tray' exercise
2) A 30 minute mock interview of a potential volunteer
3) I then have to deliver a training session for 30 minutes
4) Followed by a 30 minute interview with a panel of people
To say I am completely terrified is an understatement. I feel physically sick when I think about it (speaking in front of people is my worst nightmare) and its on Thursday - thats less than a weeks time. So you would imagine that I had been sat preparing for my interview all day? No I have been cleaning my house from top to bottom. This is what I do when I want to avoid doing something else. I used to do it when I was supposed to be writing essays at University. Anything to avoid starting the task in hand. On a more positive note my house is clean and tidy which makes a welcome change and a lovely friend has offered to have Izzy on Thursday. I think my mum can have Sam so at least childcare is sorted. Now I just need to get my brain in gear and do some planning. Oh dear this could take some time!