OH. MY. GOD. I've only gone and got an interview on Thursday. Yes next Thursday. An interview for the lovely part time Homestart job that fits in perfectly with school hours. Thats less than a week to prepare. I have no childcare, nothing to wear and no brain. I'm scared already. Seriously scared. My stomach is churning just thinking about it. This wasn't supposed to happen. They were supposed to very nicely say thanks but no thanks. They phoned me up this evening at about 7.30pm and as we seem to be getting lots of annoying marketing calls at the moment I picked up the phone and grunted hello in a very abrupt manner thinking it was someone trying to sell me something. So they now probably think I am rude. I have a cold too and my voice is really croaky so I also sound like a man. I bet they can't wait to meet me! Also the interview is in Weston and I hate driving and rarely drive outside a 3 mile radius of my house so thats scaring me too. Arghhhhhhhh!!
On a lighter note. This lovely package of books arrived today.