Recruitment folk tell me I am currently in the running for three jobs.
What this means is that I’m actually no further forward in the hunt for employment, despite applying for 120 jobs in the last three working days.
I’ve run out of money.
I have applied for Housing Benefit, but I am not holding my breath.
I’m still not in receipt of any other kind of benefits.
I can’t pay the rent at the end of the month.
And I am unable to pay for the electricity, gas and water bills that are in the kitchen.
I should be going out of my mind with worry but, bizarrely, I’m not.
It’s as if I have breached my limits of caring about my own situation.
I still feel good.
In fact I feel excellent.
But I can’t see past next weekend.