And So It Goes On

Well, in a little while I might have myself a volunteer job.  Yay.  And even though it shall include working with children, it shouldn’t actually be too bad.  Did I mention that I’m terrified of children other than my own?  I never know what to say to them or anything.  I found it difficult to relate to children even when I was a child.  Anyway, I’m optimistic about this job.  Of course it’ll be primarily on Saturdays, which could pose a problem when I get a paid job.  Hmm.  But I’ll worry about that if and when it becomes an issue.  Anyway, I may end up with a volunteer job.  And I’m doing my counselling skills course.  My CV shouldn’t look so totally empty soon.  Of course it could be better, but still.  And who knows, maybe I’ll snag myself a nice waitressing job soon or something.  Fingers crossed.  Though I’ve got my next work focused interview at the Jobcentre next week.  Hopefully they’ll be able to give me some answers this time too.  I know what changes are taking place of course, but I want to know when they’ll effect me.  In other words, I want to know when I’m going to be switched to Jobseekers, so I can do my damnedest to get a job before then.

And so, soon I might not define myself solely as a single mother with a psychology degree.  It’ll be nice to be able to say something that sounds a bit less like dosser.  Not that I do sit around on my arse all day.  I find it hard to believe that any parent finds the time to waste doing nothing all day.  I’m always shattered in the evening courtesy of a day spent tidying, cleaning, and trying to cater to The Child’s demands.  And now she’s at school all day.  Oh well.  I guess I’m just one of the majority of single parents who didn’t get pregnant so I could claim benefits and a council house.  I’ve yet to meet a single parent who did actually, and though I don’t know many, I know of a few single parents.  That said, I shall not go off on this tangent.  I haven’t come across the prejudice for a while.  But I would just like to say, I only stayed at home so I could spend enough time being a mother to my daughter.  Now she’s at school, I’m trying to do something with my life.  There are many more out there like me.

And speaking of The Child, her social life is really taking off now.  Two parties in the next fortnight, and her best friend wants to have her round for tea.  She’s such a popular little thing.  She’s so unlike me.  That is so a good thing.  Bless her.