Gold thuesday

Good thing is that winter is finally melting away abit
bad thing is that when it freezes over night the ice becomes hazardous!

Money problem solved
- sold old gold necklace for 880 kr.
Well...temporarily solved.

I saw something interesting in the newspaper this morning, apparently the gold and jewelary stores buy gold from you. especially old stuff and there i saw my chance..
I went looking in my drawers and found this, not so old actually, necklace that I got from my grandpa and his wife in confirmation present or something. Hidious thing that i never have worn. Its a chain that 50 year old ladies wear. Its very typical of the style of grandpas wife and sadly it will never be my style. So I don't think I'll miss it. But my heart sank a little when I handed it over to the store clerk. I hope they never ask me about it...

It was a rather good day. I missed the buss by a minuit so I rannn all the way back again to my bike and biked like an animal to the jobcenter. I thought I was going to be late and loose everything. I allmost did. I was about 5 min too late, but they didnt complain. I told them when I came up there to sign in my name, all flushed, havily breathing and sweaty that I missed the buss and they seamed ok. joked alittle about my appearance only...but I don't blame them. I looked like a beaten down beaver.

Then my jobguide told me that there was a seminar that day and asked if I wanted to participate and I said yes.
It was about getting into the other perspective of a jobinterview - meaning the interviewer, the employer. and we got four jobapplications for a fictive job add and then decided wich we should cut and wich three should come on interview. And rank them, who was our favourite for the job. And after that we got the chance to see all four on an interview on dvd and see if it changed our decition. And it sort of did.
All very interesting and inspiring and we were only four people there, excluding the man holding the seminar but it took all day.
I now realize that my CV needs to be rewritten abit and also that I need to rehearse interview situations.

Then I biked home and under a tunnel in the city I slipped on the damn ice again and I landed on all fours and allmost flew out on the street and allmost tripped another guy comming after me. And then I picked myself up quickly, cursing the ice and began walking and I didnt realize untill I reached the red lights that my bag was missing!
So I went back and thought it lay there somewhere on the side and I walked up and down the road but no sign of it. It wasnt trashed in the street either. Then when I was about to loose hope and felt the tears and despair cooming up - my 880 kr was in that bag! then I heard a woman with a black dog and this loud wailing noice, calling after me "Is it your bag?" And I was so relieved. That wailing noise turned out to be my attack-alarm. So all safe and sound..but tomorrow Im taking the bus!

Now Im gonna eat my potatoe-leek-soup, watch alittle gossip girl and take out my chocolate cake from the oven. Yummy...