Let’s Have A Catch Up

Stop the traffic, I have actually written a new blog post. Much to my family’s delight I am sure after months of asking why I haven’t been blogging. But the reason why I haven’t been blogging? Real life is hard. Most of my posts so far on here have been about finding a job, I seem to have that bit sorted. But what to do once I actually got one? Not a clue mate.

In truth, some aspects of my job have been even better than expected. I do really like the people I work with and not being micromanaged means I have the responsibility of planning how I am going to spend my time, which has proved to be one of my strengths. I’ve still got my pastel highlighters which are used every day to co-ordinate which areas I’m working on and I have been incredibly organised. Emails get filed as soon as they have been dealt with, my desktop is surprisingly uncluttered and I make sure that I only have the essentials on my desk throughout the day. Sounds pretty good so far!

But the world of work is incredibly tricky to navigate, especially as a recent graduate. Starting a new job there is obviously so much to learn, but when you’re trying to learn how to deal with office politics, finding an evening and morning routine that isn’t going to leave you feeling like a zombie and the feeling of pure exhaustion after fighting through rush hour at the end of the day it seems like one big Eat-Sleep-Work-Repeat cycle.

As you can see from the complete lack of blogging, making the time for myself and my hobbies has taken somewhat of a back seat. I have a gym in my building but if I make it once during the week then it’s a good effort. I’ve barely read any blogs never mind written my own! All those areas of London and restaurants that I wanted to visit? Yeah, not doing too well on that front either.

What have I been doing then? Aside from sitting on the jubilee line for what feels like the majority of my day, having a flat where most of the surfaces are white or wooden takes a lot of cleaning. Whilst I did obviously have a flat at uni, having a place that is totally my own has given me a much stronger sense of pride and I’ve been making conscious efforts to ensure that it stays both tidy and clean. Whilst this might sound like the most basic of housekeeping, for those that know me then they will know I not only have “the chair” where all my clothes get piled, but also “the floor” and don’t even get me started on my non-existent makeup storage that covered my entire desk. But I’m enjoying feeling like a domestic goddess after bleaching the entire kitchen and feeling like the best girlfriend in the world after ironing Ed’s shirts for the week.

So in short, this being an adult thing is actually a little bit harder than I thought. The unlimited free time of University to do with as I pleased is now a distant memory. But, in the New Year same-but-trying me vein, I am determined to manage my time a little better and make sure I don’t lose the bits of me that make me me. So that’s getting myself back in the gym and making sure that I start sharing all the experiences of the working world that I’ve had on londonsnewgirl. After a delightful walk through Hyde Park yesterday I realised how much more exploring I need to do of this incredible city. I do still get butterflies sometimes on my walk to work as I catch a glimpse of the Thames and the London Eye so I think I’ve had my settling in period, it’s time to go grab London life with both hands.

Dear Diary… I GOT A JOB

Perhaps the most exciting post I’ve written since I started blogging again. So far on londonsnewgirl you’ve all read about my journey trying to find a job in London. I’ve talked about everything from interview prep to dealing with rejection and now I can finally share some good news – I’M EMPLOYED! Well, I will be when I start full time on September 9th.

What an absolutely whirlwind of a job-seeking experience. I knew the day would come when I’d actually get a job but finding motivation when I’m sitting in the house watching Ed go off to work and dealing with rejection was pretty damn hard. I’ve recently written about how hard it is to be a graduate and that post had such an amazing response. I’m glad I can now be an example of how hard work can pay off and help others who are struggling with their job hunting experience.

So what’s my job? For various reasons I don’t want to go in to too much detail, but I’ll be working for a publication coordinating their German adverts. A job in media that uses German? Quite literally a dream! The office is on fleet street and I thought my mum was going to cry when I told her. I’ve always loved writing and journalism, so to have my office on a street that is so iconic makes moving to London feel all that more real. I’m right in the heart of the action and I don’t think that is ever going to stop being exciting!

As I had to go through a recruitment company to get an interview for the role, I had three interviews in total! One assessment centre, an initial interview with the company and then finally a presentation. Luckily for me the process was rather speedy in comparison to others and exactly a week after the first interview I received a job offer.

One thing nobody ever talks about though is how scary it is actually accepting it! I’d been working towards a job offer for months, but as soon as I actually had one I was full of nerves. What if I don’t like it? What if I am not good at it? Am I about to make a mistake? I’m a chronic over-thinker so this probably doesn’t apply to you, but after reconciling myself to the fact that yes, I probably will absolutely love it and yes, they wouldn’t have offered me the job if they didn’t think I’d be good at it, I was thrilled to accept.

So now I have a week or so to sort myself out. Finish collecting some final pieces for my dream work wardrobe, make sure we lock down a flat now that we both have jobs and ultimately enjoy my last little bit of Summer Holiday freedom. The thought that I’m about to start the rest of my life is a little doom and gloom and I’m trying to see it as such a big opportunity to finally start achieving some of my long term goals!

Dear Diary… Getting Back Up Again

Ahh rejection. What a glorious feeling.

If you’ve been following my blog or have read any of my recent posts then you’ll know that I’ve been in London recently for two interviews for what was essentially a dream job. It involved blogging, events, digital marketing and communications and I really thought my interviews had gone well.

In fact, they did go well! I came second, losing out to a candidate that had three years of experience in those fields. As a graduate there is potentially nothing more soul destroying than losing to someone with experience. I understand experience gives the company that sense of reassurance but when you’re on the other side of a rejection simply due to your age it can be pretty crushing. I have never let a lack of experience daunt me, because let’s face it. 90% of people probably had no idea what they were doing when they first start a job, no matter how much previous experience they have had. Every job will require slightly different skills, use different platforms and have a totally different working environment. So even 50 years of experience wouldn’t necessarily prepare you for that first day.

Now I don’t want to come across as bitter, because I am most definitely not! It’s still a dream company to work for and I’m going to keep pursuing jobs with them, so take this more as a lamentation for how frustrating it can be as a graduate fighting for that first big break. If you read my post on hunting for a job in London you’ll know just how overwhelming it can be, with so many opportunities simultaneously feeling like nothing being available.

However, in this moment of defeat (albeit a small moment of defeat) I am more determined than ever to grab a break and get the London city life I’ve been dreaming of. Whilst it throws our plans of moving into a flat into complete disarray, I guess I will just be even more prepared when the time does come. As a true millennial, I live my life by a great series of inspirational quotes.

What’s for you won’t come past you.

If it’s meant to be, it will be.

As one door closes another one opens.

So here I am checking in, down but definitely not out! I guess if it was easy there would be no sense of achievement and that is my whole motivation for moving to London in the first place.

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