Only God Can Help Me Now

I need a miracle! I'm still jobless. As a consequence I'm struggling to maintain a regular daily routine. My bank balance is tending to zero. I'm currently prone to mood swings as well. For example, when I got the 3 interview I was delighted. After the (poor quality) interview, I was gutted. I went to Search Consultancy the other day, and the girls there were delightful, preparing and pampering me for an interview at Barclays. I was elated and full of confidence afterwards. I went to TDL Recruitment yesterday to register. The guy told me there was vacancies answering phones for a furniture company. He discussed my CV with me, then said he'd call back to arrange an interview with them for 6.30pm. He never called. As a result I felt dejected and useless. I had the Barclays interview today and it went ok (not great but ok). I should hear back later today.

What scares me is that given my state of mind right now, my mood is so vulnerable to changing, based on the slightest bit of good news/bad news. The only thing to sort me out is a successful job application, or a miracle.

There's also the hangover from living in the penthouse. Not an actual hangover, but the repercussions in the form of outstanding bills and the deposit I'm still waiting to receive. Shagger never paid his half of the bills and they're jointly in both our names, so it means it would affect my credit rating. I know he's split up with Mary, is currently jobless too and moved back with his parents. What I can do is forward the bills to that address, but I'm not sure the house number (19? 20?). That in itself is frustrating. I could ask him but as soon as mention the words "bills" or "arrears", I won't hear back from him.

Anyway, I've got another interview at 2pm today, so I'm hoping it'll go ok. It's a telephony role in a property management company. You might wonder why I'm not going for a software/IT job now, and the reason is that I need something pronto, and it's far harder to get those sort of jobs.

Just don't mention the war (or that incredibly dull race for Tory leadership - agghhh).