The waiting is slowly killing me it seems

Friday is D-day, the day I peg all my hopes on for my future career. The day I find out whether I got the New Grad job.

I'm really hoping it brings good news, but as the day draws closer I seem to be having mini panic attacks just thinking about it and doubting my performance in the interview more and more. It's really not a nice feeling and I'm trying to employ my positive thinking where needed, but it helps less each day closer to that day I get.

For now I'm going to try and put it out of my mind and concentrate on the job at hand, 5 weeks full time experiencing the full scope of perioperative nursing, albeit unpaid. It's quite an exciting prospect given that it's the path I intend to follow for the next 4-5 years while the Husbeast does his teaching degree and I'm so glad of the opportunity.

Now that the little people are in bed I guess it's time to cook dinner(really need to get used to DLS), going to attempt some yummy Chow Mein in Thermie. Should be Yummo and hit the spot, even if it is supposed to be put away for the kids' dinner when I work evening shift, lol.

Fingers, toes and everything possible crossed for Friday...

It's days like today...

When my children remind me why some animals eat their young!

The day started off like any other with a 6am wake up from miss 3(who's usually been up for 30-45 already, playing in her room as she insists on waking at the first rays of light) and the usual demands for immediate provision of breakfast. Which true to form resulted in 1/3 of said breakfast being spilt/smeared over placemats, table, upholstered chairs and the floor *sigh* And of course the little people.

Tooday has been one of those days where every time I turn around they're trashing/breaking/destroying something else. Considering we've been out for a large proportion of the day, is a feat in itself. Or they're rolling around on the floor screaming and trying to kill each other(like right now) for some reason that I'm sure justifies world war 3 in their eyes. All the while I'm trying to make some token effort to tidy up, which is of course pointless till they're both asleep, and drowning out the screams by repeating the phrase "Bring on Bedtime" over and over in my head.

Dinner tonight is care of the newest member of the family, Thermie. She is so great, makes life easier, our diet healthier and as long as we treat her well, never complains(well husbeast, the consultant is would be the one doing the complaining but you get what I mean ;-) ) Chicken in Yoghurt it is, partly because I have nearly a kilo of fresh homemade yoghurt waiting to be used and partly because the reviews sound good, watch this space...

Intro

I'm Carmen, Mumma to 2, miss '3 going on 15' and Mr 'wrecking ball on legs'. The are the light of my life and they make it worthwhile, well them and the Husbeast too, lol.

A little about me...

Im in the final weeks of my Bachelor of Nursing degree, so close to becoming a registered nurse with future aspirations to become a midwife. I'm a novice knitter, a sci-fi fan and an avid cook, especially with our new Thermomix. I'm also currently a Partylite Candle Consultant because... I love them lol

I'm also a sufferer of PND and chronic depression, very proactive in my recovery and supportive of others, but more on that later...

This is my first ever dabble in blogging, and with a lot of changes coming in the near future it's a good chance to keep a record of my journey.