Score!

Went for an interview at Cotswold on Thursday. It seemed a rather short interview, being more of a twenty minute chat than anything involved. They said they’d give me a call early this week to let me know the outcome.

After doing some equipment checks this morning, I came to my small green shed and found a voicemail. It was one of the people who’d interviewed me asking to phone back. This is one of those silly situations where the outcome could be good, could be not so good. Part of me wanted to phone, the other part didn’t, which is stupid since I have to phone to find out the result!

I went off to make some beds to calm my brain down enough to hold a phone conversation with a potential employer. It’s silly, I can take a bunch of people I don’t know off for a day’s walk. I can do a job interview without any great problems. Leave me waiting three days to hear the outcome of said interview and I start to try and work out a contingency plan should they not want to employ me.

Then I had to wait for my phone to sieve the Orange phone signal out of the air. Phoned the store, asked for the person and… got the job. See, how silly was all that fretting and worrying! Perhaps I should listen to my own advice that I tell other people.

I begin on the 3rd of October. I stop working here on the 2nd of October. I then begin working here again “sometime in March”. So work is arranged now until this time next year. Wonder what I’ll be doing then.

If the weather isn’t cack, I’m supposed to be going to Scotland next Monday to do Tower Ridge on Ben Nevis with Paul. If the weather is alright, but it starts to go bad in Glen Coe we’re going to do the Aonach Eagach Ridge or something else in Glen Coe. If we arrive in Fort William and it starts to look nasty we’ll do some low-level climbing. If we get to the CIC hut and in the morning it begins to go bad, we’ll go down the tourist track and do something low level. If we discover it raining here before we even set off, we won’t go. If we get to the top and it’s clear enough, we’re going down the Carn Mor Dearg Arete. If it’s manky we’re going down Gully 3, and if it’s really really really manky we’re going down the tourist path.

Oh, and if it starts off OK, but half way up the route the weather closes in, we’ll go “aww shit” and either persevere until fear prevents onward travel, or we’ll find some way off. Some way not involving a team of men from Fort William or the big yellow helicopter.

Barring cars falling apart, aliens abducting us, or something else we’ve not thought of, we’ve got enough plans to do something And then I’m going to see about visiting Angus.

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