Dear Sue,
I am able to come and see you at your flat on Tuesday 13th September at 10.00am.
I was concerned about some of the content of your email regarding your mental health and discussed my concerns with your ex social worker. I have referred your case back to his team, so they may be in contact with you.
I look forward to meeting you on Tuesday.
Yours sincerely,
Homeless Household Support Worker
Well, the end of the blog has to be 'got a council flat'
It's never going to happen though
I've been told that, the government is legislating that.
I must leave you for a moment, as I embrace the unknown.
Got to come back though, not least to identify that the unknown can be known (multiple emails accounts with google!)
Nothing is out of anyone's reach
Even a secure home for me and my son.
Everything is within reach
We have to believe
believe
believe
BELIEVE
Monday, 12 September 2011
Embracing the unknown
I've been given a new email address with this new company which is powered by google.
Google is saying I'm signed in as sue and should switch.
Stiggers signs in as Sue.
Does this mean we can't sign in any more?
I've gone onto google to learn about multiple accounts
but I'm going to have to make the switch
The learning process is immediate innit
I've got to come back to you
Cos it's a blog about housing innit?
Here I go...
Embracing the unknown...
(but I'll leave with one more housing post
given it's a blog about housing)
Then I'll log out
Sometimes in life, you have no choice but to go for it, whatever 'it' is...
Eek!!!
Google is saying I'm signed in as sue and should switch.
Stiggers signs in as Sue.
Does this mean we can't sign in any more?
I've gone onto google to learn about multiple accounts
but I'm going to have to make the switch
The learning process is immediate innit
I've got to come back to you
Cos it's a blog about housing innit?
Here I go...
Embracing the unknown...
(but I'll leave with one more housing post
given it's a blog about housing)
Then I'll log out
Sometimes in life, you have no choice but to go for it, whatever 'it' is...
Eek!!!
A bird in hand....
A bird in hand may turn out to be a Golden Eagle.
I read that somewhere this weekend. I don't know where, sorry!
I thought the dream job was a bird in hand, but this morning I'm not sure.
If it's not, it is a lesson learnt already, that what I want is out there, and it's spurring me to look at money making schemes, or to find out more about writing on the web (ha ha! What am I doing here!! Oh the mirth!!)
Must thank Frankie P, Marjolein and Anon for their comments during this very bumpy moment!
New boss is off tomorrow and I've not been given a brief yet....
Am I on?
I shall leave writing about work until such time as I register self employed.
I'm feeling very que sera sera
Or feeling that I should feel que sera sera
One should always feel que sera sera
and be
POSITIVE
I read that somewhere this weekend. I don't know where, sorry!
I thought the dream job was a bird in hand, but this morning I'm not sure.
If it's not, it is a lesson learnt already, that what I want is out there, and it's spurring me to look at money making schemes, or to find out more about writing on the web (ha ha! What am I doing here!! Oh the mirth!!)
Must thank Frankie P, Marjolein and Anon for their comments during this very bumpy moment!
New boss is off tomorrow and I've not been given a brief yet....
Am I on?
I shall leave writing about work until such time as I register self employed.
I'm feeling very que sera sera
Or feeling that I should feel que sera sera
One should always feel que sera sera
and be
POSITIVE
Friday, 9 September 2011
Dream jobs
Dear Universe (late at night)
I want a job. I really want a job that lets me work at home to be there for the boy. I want a challenge as well though. Do I want a challenge? No I want an easy life! Do I want an easy life? No, a challenge, none of that data input lark I can do with my eyes closed or shelf stacking with my soul switched off.
Alright love, you've got it.
Aaaargh!!!
Interview on Wednesday.
The job is editorial on a start-up website
Liaising with web designers to manage the look, feel and content of the page
Writing and updating articles
Recruiting staff
All kinds of stuff!!
A challenge!!
I can work from home!! I can only work from home!!
I can manage my time so I can still take my son swimming and to kungfu and watch the odd class assembly!!
It's progression from what I did before! What I did before baby and life went tits up!
Sounds too good to be true?
Sure!!
It's unpaid, commission only, none expected in the first three months and after that only on my performance. Feck!
I told him I'd let him know this afternoon.
If I take it I won't be able to blog as much.
I will blog, just not often.
Because if I take it....shite!!
What do I do????????
I can't just stare at my computer!!!!!
I guess I call him this afternoon
Eek
Eeek Eeeeek
This is a big risk, this is a huge risk
but do I
have anything
to lose?
Or
do I
go for
it?
!
I want a job. I really want a job that lets me work at home to be there for the boy. I want a challenge as well though. Do I want a challenge? No I want an easy life! Do I want an easy life? No, a challenge, none of that data input lark I can do with my eyes closed or shelf stacking with my soul switched off.
Alright love, you've got it.
Aaaargh!!!
Interview on Wednesday.
The job is editorial on a start-up website
Liaising with web designers to manage the look, feel and content of the page
Writing and updating articles
Recruiting staff
All kinds of stuff!!
A challenge!!
I can work from home!! I can only work from home!!
I can manage my time so I can still take my son swimming and to kungfu and watch the odd class assembly!!
It's progression from what I did before! What I did before baby and life went tits up!
Sounds too good to be true?
Sure!!
It's unpaid, commission only, none expected in the first three months and after that only on my performance. Feck!
I told him I'd let him know this afternoon.
If I take it I won't be able to blog as much.
I will blog, just not often.
Because if I take it....shite!!
What do I do????????
I can't just stare at my computer!!!!!
I guess I call him this afternoon
Eek
Eeek Eeeeek
This is a big risk, this is a huge risk
but do I
have anything
to lose?
Or
do I
go for
it?
!
Work, benefits and dignity
"Are you still working in the pub?" asked the new Lithuanian girl at the coffee shop last Monday morning.
"I don't think so no."
"Oh because [the boss] said if you were working there you could have your coffee for free but if you're not you can't so that will be £1.50 please!"
"Right, why would you tell me that?! Anyway, I was hoping to catch [the landlady]. She comes in here sometimes doesn't she?"
"Yes, they all do..."
And on we talked.
On Thursday I saw the school caretaker who sometimes came into the pub on my shift.
"I wasn't going to go begging for the job back," I said.
And that's what made me upset and angry about the whole thing. I made a mistake and I sent a message apologising, I went round to the pub a couple of times, I left messages, I never heard anything back. Did she want me to beg for the job?
If so I wasn't going to.
Being on benefits chips away at alot of us. Strips away our dignity. It'll be worse on jobseekers, reminded every fortnight of how desperate and futile some of our situations are. You don't need employers to make you feel like that aswell.
"She fired me without telling me," I told the caretaker. "So I quit without telling her."
The job will not go on my cv and fortunately for me, the prospective boss who met me there, didn't ask me about it. Just said: "You look very different to how I remember you when you worked in the pub."
"How so?" I asked, bemused.
"I don't know, maybe your hair was up that day."
Dignity. Those of us on benefits want to preserve what we have, not have it challenged and tested all the time.
Am I making any sense?
Been a long morning and the job centre can have that effect on you.
"I don't think so no."
"Oh because [the boss] said if you were working there you could have your coffee for free but if you're not you can't so that will be £1.50 please!"
"Right, why would you tell me that?! Anyway, I was hoping to catch [the landlady]. She comes in here sometimes doesn't she?"
"Yes, they all do..."
And on we talked.
On Thursday I saw the school caretaker who sometimes came into the pub on my shift.
"I wasn't going to go begging for the job back," I said.
And that's what made me upset and angry about the whole thing. I made a mistake and I sent a message apologising, I went round to the pub a couple of times, I left messages, I never heard anything back. Did she want me to beg for the job?
If so I wasn't going to.
Being on benefits chips away at alot of us. Strips away our dignity. It'll be worse on jobseekers, reminded every fortnight of how desperate and futile some of our situations are. You don't need employers to make you feel like that aswell.
"She fired me without telling me," I told the caretaker. "So I quit without telling her."
The job will not go on my cv and fortunately for me, the prospective boss who met me there, didn't ask me about it. Just said: "You look very different to how I remember you when you worked in the pub."
"How so?" I asked, bemused.
"I don't know, maybe your hair was up that day."
Dignity. Those of us on benefits want to preserve what we have, not have it challenged and tested all the time.
Am I making any sense?
Been a long morning and the job centre can have that effect on you.
Happy Birthday Children
At my job centre interview this morning my details on the database were changed so that I could be moved from income support to job seekers allowance.
The change will happen on my son's birthday.
"Oh how lovely," I said to the job centre man. "Happy Birthday son, on this day your parent is being moved onto Jobseeker's Allowance whereby you will both be penalised if she does not actively look for work. When she does get work you can expect to spend less time with her. Many happy returns."
"Don't see it like that," said the job centre man.
I was silent but I wish I'd said 'tell that to my child'.
Mistress Ha Ha from boot camp was moved from one benefit to the other on her daughter's birthday. She was panicking yesterday when I saw her. She wants to go self employed but is worried because she doesn't have many clients (she's trained in a form of massage)
Job Centre man explained self employment to me a bit and said you have to estimate your earnings. I said 'what if your earnings are really low' and he said: 'the system understands that people might be on a low salary.' 'I might only earn £80 a month!' Fear and confusion, potent little cocktail that.
We can all, he said, look for jobs we want to do for the first 12 weeks, he thinks. After that we can't, we have to go for what's offered to us, which might be something we just do not want to do - like in my case - shelf stacking. Too bad.
Volunteering? Still have to actively seek for paid employment.
I think you can do work experience but I'm not sure for how long
that translates as - you can work for free - but I'm not sure for how long.
"Our records show that the child you are responsible for will be 09 [soon]
Once they reach this age, you will no longer be able to claim Insome support because of being a lone parent or single person with responsibility for the child."
Quite the task master our symbolic husband.
I must say, the perks are quite good if you do shelf stack for 16 hours or more. You get a one off payment of £250 and £60 a week for the first year (expect hardship in your second if you don't get a comparable raise) Housing benefit is payed for a month so you worry about that, presumably, after your first pay packet.
Housing benefit. Ha Ha said her claim was stopped and she had to re-apply and was given no warning or anything. Jobcentre man said I wouldn't have to do that, this is a "seamless transfer".
These changes to lone parents, forcing them out to work, is so patronising and unnecessary.
Stress stress stress stress stress all tied up with Red Tape.
Many happy returns kids!
The change will happen on my son's birthday.
"Oh how lovely," I said to the job centre man. "Happy Birthday son, on this day your parent is being moved onto Jobseeker's Allowance whereby you will both be penalised if she does not actively look for work. When she does get work you can expect to spend less time with her. Many happy returns."
"Don't see it like that," said the job centre man.
I was silent but I wish I'd said 'tell that to my child'.
Mistress Ha Ha from boot camp was moved from one benefit to the other on her daughter's birthday. She was panicking yesterday when I saw her. She wants to go self employed but is worried because she doesn't have many clients (she's trained in a form of massage)
Job Centre man explained self employment to me a bit and said you have to estimate your earnings. I said 'what if your earnings are really low' and he said: 'the system understands that people might be on a low salary.' 'I might only earn £80 a month!' Fear and confusion, potent little cocktail that.
We can all, he said, look for jobs we want to do for the first 12 weeks, he thinks. After that we can't, we have to go for what's offered to us, which might be something we just do not want to do - like in my case - shelf stacking. Too bad.
Volunteering? Still have to actively seek for paid employment.
I think you can do work experience but I'm not sure for how long
that translates as - you can work for free - but I'm not sure for how long.
"Our records show that the child you are responsible for will be 09 [soon]
Once they reach this age, you will no longer be able to claim Insome support because of being a lone parent or single person with responsibility for the child."
Quite the task master our symbolic husband.
I must say, the perks are quite good if you do shelf stack for 16 hours or more. You get a one off payment of £250 and £60 a week for the first year (expect hardship in your second if you don't get a comparable raise) Housing benefit is payed for a month so you worry about that, presumably, after your first pay packet.
Housing benefit. Ha Ha said her claim was stopped and she had to re-apply and was given no warning or anything. Jobcentre man said I wouldn't have to do that, this is a "seamless transfer".
These changes to lone parents, forcing them out to work, is so patronising and unnecessary.
Stress stress stress stress stress all tied up with Red Tape.
Many happy returns kids!
Wednesday, 7 September 2011
Putting thoughts out of one's mind
I got a phone call late yesterday afternoon.
"How did you get my number?" I asked the man
"It was on your CV which you sent me."
"Oh yes! It's the wrong address though! I moved, I don't live there anymore! Told you it was an old one...."
I have an interview this afternoon.
"What's it for?" asked Gardening Mum at the school gates.
"I don't know!" I giggled.
"Well you better find out then," she said, with no exclamation mark because she sounded quite serious.
I stopped giggling, she may have a point.
I shall ask him. I know it's something about a website.
I blog at a later date, perhaps tomorrow, perhaps Friday, what I wanted to post about the pub job.
I met this man in the pub!
I can't tell him I've been fired can I? Or shall I? You know, be honest...
Do I mention my insecure, expensive housing situation and any money he pays me will make me worse off financially?
Bugger.
I must empty my mind. Empty it, empty, shake out all that stuff.
I need to close my eyes and make a dash for the other side of the river.
If I fall in, I fall in
best not think about that either.
Eeek! It is quite exciting!!
"How did you get my number?" I asked the man
"It was on your CV which you sent me."
"Oh yes! It's the wrong address though! I moved, I don't live there anymore! Told you it was an old one...."
I have an interview this afternoon.
"What's it for?" asked Gardening Mum at the school gates.
"I don't know!" I giggled.
"Well you better find out then," she said, with no exclamation mark because she sounded quite serious.
I stopped giggling, she may have a point.
I shall ask him. I know it's something about a website.
I blog at a later date, perhaps tomorrow, perhaps Friday, what I wanted to post about the pub job.
I met this man in the pub!
I can't tell him I've been fired can I? Or shall I? You know, be honest...
Do I mention my insecure, expensive housing situation and any money he pays me will make me worse off financially?
Bugger.
I must empty my mind. Empty it, empty, shake out all that stuff.
I need to close my eyes and make a dash for the other side of the river.
If I fall in, I fall in
best not think about that either.
Eeek! It is quite exciting!!
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