holy sweet peas, I got the job!
Holy cow, is it my imagination or are sweet peas the sweetest, prettiest peas ever?
These are from my Dad's garden, they are not only pretty as a picture but they smell gorgeous too, I like them a lot.
After my last post in which my disgustingly poor grammar made it sound like I already had the job, I felt it best to advise you that I didn't have the job at that time but lordy lord I do now!!
I am very pleased, over the moon in fact. It is only a few hours a week but it will make all the difference to my sanity.
I've been dreaming of getting out of the house for a bit, of wearing clean clothes and high heels, having adult conversations and a bit of a giggle. Yep sanity is going to be just fine.