The Dizza is a dark horse
Trip Start Sep 16, 2011
290Trip End Nov 20, 2011
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The mothership gets up and mum and I take Woody to preschool. Noah cracks on with work and interview prep. Woody is over the moon to be at preschool. He has Grandma to show around and he is delighted to see all his friends and the teachers. I am also delighted as all the teachers have read my article and said lovely things, and they are going to be emailing the article to all the parents. Very happy me.
Then the Mothership and I have to jobs to do. We get to the bank and the bank is not open. Not a cracking start, but it does feel good to be early for something.
We head over to Australia Fair so Mum can go gets jobs done, Post Office, Medicare, mobile phone. It is thirsty work so we stop for a restorative coffee.
We then head back to the bank and we are successful.
Back to the shops the Mothership buys some weights so she can workout at home. We look forward to that.....
Then, back to the supermarket for gorgeous fresh healthy salad ingredients. And then back home to see Noah to see how interview prep is going.
It is going well. This is good. He has managed to have a shave, despite his electric razor dying (again). He is not visibly bleeding so we count this as a success.
I make Noah some lunch and he adds a couple of pages to his portfolio. Before long, he is ready to go and I make him air punch whilst I do an 'eye of the tiger’ type tune. I feel like we are now all in the zone.
Once Noah is gone the mothership heads off for a snooze. I prepare dinner, listen to my audio book and sew some patches on Woody’s slippers. I then look up a school near where Noah’s interview is and think that if Noah gets this job another school tour will be on the cards.
And them Mum and I kind of hover around the place waiting for Noah to appear and wonder how the interview has gone.
We all go and collect Woody from preschool. He has had a terrific day and does not really want to leave. He is very shattered. We head home and decide to stay there as the weather is a bit grim, as is Elwood.
We make Noah tell us again and again all about his interview. The upshot, it went well. The job would be brilliant, Noah would be brilliant at it and it would be great for Noah and for us. So, they are interviewing between 3-6 other people and they will have a decision by Friday 26th April. And so, we wait. And hope. And wait and hope some more.
Now, I know Woody is shattered and I should just give him dinner and put him to bed. But he is so excited to see Grandma I ignore my gut instinct and let him play with Mum for a while. He is overtired, irritable and unable to concentrate for long and by the time I ask him to sit down for dinner he is past it. He eats some dinner but frankly, it is a bit of a performance. I try and put him in the bath and it is an epic fail. He has a complete and utter meltdown. He is screaming and crying and carrying on, and I think for the first time ever he loses his bedtime stories. So he cries some more and then when he finishes crying he whinges and when he finishes whinging he is asleep.
And when he is asleep we have dinner and a glass of wine and relax.
I have no idea what I spend the evening doing, it just disappears. Noah keeps working and I blog and taking us both by surprise, The mothership fixes our TV. A couple of days ago it just stopped getting loads of channels. Mum said she would try and fix it and I just laughed as I do not have buckets of confidence in her fixing technical stuff. However, she proves us both the wrong and restores all the channels. She is a dark horse. Humble pie for dessert for us tonight.
Good night good people.
Thank you for all the good luck wishes and vibes for Noah’s interviews. I think they worked a treat.