I had spent the three days following the interview last week convinced that it would be another ‘no’.
I was too old, I reasoned (despite the legal knowledge that that would not be an appropriate ground for rejection).
I had come across as know-it-all and arrogant at the interview, I had concluded – based on my fear that that’s how I could appear to others when they know what I’ve done up to now (and we’d had to ‘introduce ourselves’).
I had spent waking hours following the interview checking and rechecking my phone.
Notification eventually arrived when I was en route from Aviemore to home – a work thing. Only I didn’t know.
It wasn’t until I was unpacked and readying myself for bed that it occurred to me to check my emails again.
And there it was: notification that I had a UCAS application ‘update’.
For the 10 minutes it took for me to follow the link and log into the system, I had bleakly convinced myself that it was hopeless – that I was most definitely a ‘no-no’.
But it was a ‘yes’. I was a ‘yes’!
Yes, Yvonne, you will be able to retrain. Yes Yvonne, you do have the chance to become a midwife.
So, there it is. An entirely new life just waiting to unfold.
Simultaneously terrifying and exhilarating. Up-ending all expectations and throwing my friends and family into a confusion that is amusing and a bit bewildering to watch. Did they really not know me at all, I ask myself? All this time?
For the most part, barring a few excited and positive souls, they think I have taken leave of whatever senses they credited me with.
Maybe I have.
But,for now I need to get my arse in gear. Get my head around how to take my leave of my current employment – and the fact that I’ll go from big boss to consummate rookie in the blink of an eye. Get myself mentally and physically prepared for the more physical demands of this new adventure. And get my financial house in order for the long cash drought ahead. 😉