This morning I have an interview at 09:30. This is my usual gym time, the no make-up, quick school run hair-do and Lycra gym time. The morning where no effort needs to be made, bar the getting to school time effort.
I prepared last night and woke this morning with military precision.
Bags packed by the door.
Coats and gloves coordinated on the stairs.
School uniform and my ‘smart clothes’ hung on the banister.
…and it worked. It was fab!! I enjoyed my tea and bagel. The child got up tantrum free and went off nicely and I enjoyed a leisurely walk to the train station where I stood next to adult commuters discussing their previous evenings.
Even the buzz of ‘getting off the train’ in a hoard of people was exciting and as I walked in the cold towards the city centre, I reminisced to the same walk I did over ten years ago; every day.
Today was a buzz. To feel like a ‘grown-up’; to feel important and part of something was exciting, but would I want to do it every day?
Absolutely bloody not!!
Tonight, I will go home and be grateful for my child, my life and my circumstances. I may miss adult time, I may miss the importance of my role and more importantly a full time wage but I do not miss the rush of chasing trains, deadlines and battling all weathers.
Tonight I will be grateful.
Until I get offered the job.