So, as I've commented before, we're trying to move north so that H is near her family when our family starts to grow.
In the spring, potentially the most problematic part got sorted. We had a house to move into as soon as some (admittedly major) work was carried out. Great, no house-hunting. H was temping at the time, and admin work being what it is, we were confident that she'd pick up a job reasonably quickly once we moved. Plus she could temp in the meantime. All that was left, really, was me getting a job.
That was 6+ months ago. In the current economic climate, finding a job has not been easy, given that Manchester and Sheffield are both just that little bit too far for anyone (myself included, in all honesty) to believe I'd be willing to commute from north of Bradford every day for any significant length of time.
Agencies were proving less than helpful. Occasional jobs coming up, which they'd sometimes put me forward for, and often with little or no feedback as to why they didn't want to see me. Aside from one telephone interview a few months ago, no interviews were forthcoming.
As it turns out, the use of agencies wasn't necessary.
In the midst of all this, however, was H getting increasingly stressed out with my lack of ability to get a job, which wasn't really my fault, and then of course, she became pregnant as well, which made her tired, and even more insistant that we move as soon as possible. My mum complaining that I wasn't planning on moving closer to Essex didn't help matters either.
On the 18th, I received a phone call from a number that made no sense to me.
Him: Hi, I'm from $Company, we've seen your CV and would like to find out a little more about you before deciding whether we want to invite you for an interview.
Me: Er, sure. Out of interest, which agency gave you my CV?
Him: None, we found it online and thought we'd give you a call.
At this point, things start to go a little wierd in my head. What this guy was suggesting, was that it was entirely feasible that a job may essentially be handed to me, without much effort on my part, after all this time chasing agencies and checking job listings. We went through a few basic questions, and he said he'd speak to the development guys and let me know. Later that afternoon, I got a call back, "Could you come in for an interview next friday?" Er, yes please.
So, interview a week ago today. 2 Development managers and the head of HR. Plus me, for 2.5 hours, all in the one room. Slightly intimidating, and quite draining. "We'll try to let you know by the end of next week."
Try? End of next Week? Argh!
Monday I was as agitated as I can remember ever being. Getting this job meant a lot to me. Close to (what will be) home, easy journey in on the train, interesting work, sociable people, it's all good. But I didn't hear anything.
Tuesday lunchtime I get a call back. I miss the call. No mesasge left. Argh! Ring back! Ring back!
Me: ohai. You rang?
HR: Yus. U can haz job. U wantz?
Me: Can haz job?
HR: Yus. Can haz.
Me: Epic winz! Can Haz Cheezeburger!
So, yes, the offered me the job. I accepted on the spot. They've even said they'll give me the paternity leave that they don't legally have to give me when the baby comes in March.
It's daunting, because it's an industry sector I've not worked in before, the kind where they normally require you to have experience in that sector already, but overall, tuesday was a good day. It also helped that the car flew through the MOT on the same day.
So, full steam ahead on the move, by the start of november, I'll be living in Yorkshire.
Sometimes, my faith in the universe justifies itself in truly majestic ways. :-)