All has been quiet in the land of mud. Chicken Pox has hit the household.
The youngest being the first to succumb. I suspect the older two will follow shortly.
Having always been rather fond of a polka dot print it’s safe to say I’m losing the love rapidly as more spots appear before our eyes.
The upside of course is poorly children are quite affectionate so I’ve been basking in the glow of cuddles and the feeling of being needed.
However what I mistook for loving, nuzzling cuddles turned out to be crafty scratching of her face on mine. Nice. Oh well I’ll take what I can get! 🙂
Today I had a job interview arranged. A job interview via Skype. Scary!
Having explained the current situation at home and attempting to rearrange, the rather accommodating company reassured me that the interview would be fine to go ahead complete with spotty child on the scene.
A busy morning meeting the whims of a poorly child (yeah yeah she’s milking it now…😉) and a whole heap of business admin to complete meant that interview o clock soon rolled round. Hmm how to occupy madam for a bit?
Stick Frozen on.
Note to self; Resist the urge to break into song during let it go….
The MacBook rings, I’m a Skype Virgin. I’m more worried about messing up Skype than the actual interview.
Turns out I’m not completely stupid and am capable of answering a Skype call. Oh crap, there I am.
Ignore self in the corner of the screen.
Interview progresses and in skulks spotty. Oh dear. Spotty is accompanied by her toy cat. Her GIANT toy cat, Marie from the Aristocats.
Oh yes, there’s Marie on the screen with me. Mid interview and I’m screen bombed by a blinking stuffed cat.
Turns out no amount of subtle looks or nudges off screen are getting rid of my furry friend. It’s time to address the elephant in the room or more accurately the giant bloody feline on the screen.
Giggles ensue. Mine, hers and also thankfully the interviewing panel.
Who needs ice breaker questions?
The cat and devilish daughter disappear for a short while, as do my hopes of landing this job. Oh well.
Cat returns, patience wanes and eventually interview wraps.
Return to tedious risk assessment task. Oddly enough the cat has lost interest now, fancy that!
Children. Who’d have ’em! 😉
I got the job by the way! 😊