Things were a bit better today. I’m in a rush, so a quick list.
- I have a job interview on 5 December! I seem to have lost all the details about the job, though, and can’t really remember anything about it. I’ve applied for several recently and I find I’ve forgotten the details five minutes after sending the application off, if not earlier. It’s a cataloguing role at a London university. I’ve a vague feeling it’s cataloguing rare books, but I’m not sure and am uncertain how I find out. It’s not clear, but it looks like I have to give a ten minute presentation on how I as a cataloguer (!) can encourage students to use the library catalogue instead of Google (no idea yet). Plus a sixty minute cataloguing test. I don’t mind the latter, as it will at least prove to myself that I deserve the job, if they decide to give it to me (as if that will stop me thinking I can’t do it…), but ten minutes is a very long time.
- I will have to rearrange my appointment with The Network, which is currently on the same day. Fortunately I hadn’t got around to confirming it yet. The Network is… actually, I’m not sure, but it’s an NHS thing that’s supposed to help people with mental health issues find jobs or just be more active. I’m guessing it’s an occupational therapy-type thing.
- The autism group workshop meeting on coping with anxiety in the workplace that I was hoping to go to next week has been cancelled, which is frustrating.
- I had dinner out with my sister and brother-in-law. It was good, although the restaurant was noisy (even though it wasn’t very full) and I couldn’t always hear my sister.
- I got to Golders Green early for dinner and to kill time and get out of the rain I went into a bookshop, which had a sale on, so I got copies of Dr Bloodmoney by Philip K. Dick (the only one of the most acclaimed half dozen or so of Dick’s books that I haven’t yet read, which I guess means it’s downhill from here) and The Dispossessed by Ursula K. Le Guin. I haven’t decided whether I have bought them myself or if my parents will give them to me as Chanukah presents. In our family we don’t do surprise gifts, we either specify presents to be bought or say, “Here’s £X, buy what you want, give it to me and I’ll give it back to you as a gift.” It sounds brutally mercenary when put like that. The Jonathan Creek and Sherlock DVDs I mentioned retail therapy-buying the other week have already become Chanukah presents.
- Today was a better day overall. Work was still hard at times, though, and I had to have an unprecedented three coffees to stay awake through the morning.