Under blue skies

Yesterday morning, I bought a return flight ticket for October. Of course, because of that, I went over budget (it’s not like I don’t have money at all, but I’ve set myself a spending limit for the week; I did’t want to go over it, so it bothers me a little that I have). Ah well, I’ll be grand. This morning I even added to the wallet slip-up with another €8.80 for two coffees and a croissant (I only noticed now, while writing about it a few hours later, that it probably wasn’t enough – I reckon the barista forgot to charge me for the croissant).

During the day I did my steps here and there. I walked to the other side of the river and to one of the retail parks on the outskirts of town, so I can say with certainty that it was a beautiful day: warm, sunny, not windy at all.

Below, the Étaín mural by Nina Valkhoff; a panorama of the town from the hill; and hawthorn berries already turned red.

Friday sky

The first photo's from the harbour, where we had fish and chips after I finished work.
The remaining three (below) are from a stroll around Dún Dealgan.

Only now do I see how the light poured through the streets.

Kinda grand

That's it then. The second interview went quite smoothly; I spent half an hour with two people, and it felt like I was speaking faster and faster the whole time. As I was leaving, it seemed like they were just about to make their decision, so I imagine it’s all sorted by now. I’ll only hear back from them on Monday, though.

The day was kinda grand. I was pleased that, during the classes in the morning, everything seemed to go my way, and I could tick off yet another skills demonstration. The weather was nice, I wore my olive coat and couldn’t help but feel like a bit of a film star.

Going back to the interview, what if they tell me they have someone more suited to the position? Well, this role certainly has its downsides, but it would be lovely to improve my financial situation. I'd love to apply for Irish citizenship this year. I do hope I've done enough to secure the career change. I'm still awaiting feedback from the PSI, and a refusal from both institution within such a short time frame would be a significant setback to my plans, not to mention a rather serious blow to my ego. 

Below: An Cailleach by Vera Bugatti, one of the intriguing murals I walked by today.