I had a job interview today. A job that I really, really want. Not only for the challenge it will present (because my mind's aching for some challenge right now), but because after a few weeks, I can completely work from home. And unlike the freelance/contract jobs I've had over the past 3 years, this one is full-time, which means medical benefits, dental insurance, a 401K, paid vacations and holidays, etc. Dare I dream? All of that AND be able to work from home and get my kids on and off the bus during school, not stress out over snow days, be able to get them to their extra-curricular activities, etc.? Sweet.
So anyway, I headed out this morning feeling like an ass. Why, you ask? Because it didn't dawn on me until this morning that I've lost 20-25 lbs. over the past 6 or 7 months and that the stuff I normally wear for interviews wasn't going to fit anymore. So it was 10 minutes before I HAD to leave, and I was throwing clothing left and right out of my closet, trying to find something appropriate that also fit. I finally had to go with a short black skirt, black tights/pantyhose, black knee-hi boots (no heel), and a pink twin sweater set. Dear lord. I couldn't decide if I looked like a professional tech writer or a professional whore. Steve thought I looked great, which had me leaning more towards the whore. [sigh] But I headed out, half-hoping my interviewer was someone with lesbian tendencies who would think I looked hot and would hire me just for that.
So anyway, I head out and start driving to the interview. It's a good hour away, so I was hoping I wouldn't be late. I'm following the directions given to me by the woman I was interviewing with AND the ones I printed out from Google Maps. But I got lost. I don't ever get lost. Ever. But today, I did because the directions were totally misleading. And I had to stop and ask twice for directions. And it caused me to be almost 30 minutes late. Good first impression there, Einstein.
But it turned out that it was OK because there was a TON of construction/detours this morning in the town the company is in, so they had all gotten in this morning expecting me to be late. [heavy sigh of relief there...]
So the interview went well. I had to piss like a racehorse the entire time I was there, but since I was already a half-hour late when I got there, I had decided that taking another few minutes to pee before the interview was just a bad move.
So I interviewed first with the president of the company (who is the one that called me out of the blue about the job to begin with). Then I talked to another more "techie" guy there. I think I held my own... They both seemed impressed with my writing samples and experience.... The guy told me he likes my "attitude and personality"... I made small talk on top of the formal interview stuff... And made stupid jokes, which (thankfully) they both laughed at.
So now, I just wait. From what I've gathered, this wasn't an open job listing. The president saw my resume online and contacted me, asking if I'd be interested in the job. So I don't think I'm up against too much competition (if any). So hopefully, I'll hear something soon. If it doesn't work out, I'll plug along and see what opportunity comes next. But the option of being able to telecommute with this one has me wanting it way more than the others I've interviewed for in the past.
Anyway, when I got home, I found that Steve (like EVERY other time he's here without me) had decided to rearrange the entire downstairs of our home. [sigh] So I spent the rest of the day putting things away... organizing things, etc. He did push two shelving units on either side of my computer desk though, and I'm totally digging it. It led to today's Project 365 photo, so that's cool. I still have to go through everything on the shelves, rearrange things, move the pictures on the wall, etc., but for the most part, I'm thrilled with what he did.
So this is it... my home within my home. The place where I work, play, and keep in touch with all of you...
And here are the other Project 365 photos from the past few days that I didn't post here yet.
Writing Samples for Today's Interview:
Grace Eating Birthday Cake at My Mom's House:
And a random photo that isn't for Project 365, but that I still like...
Grace at the Fire Pit:
7 comments:
Good luck, Alien!!! This sounds like a dream job - I've got my fingers crossed for you!
Good luck! I'm sure you kicked butt at the interview. Now, go out and get yourself some new clothes.
[Chanting in my head] Let her get it Lord, please let her get it Lord, please....
Now the little chant is inbedded in my brain, set to pop up at various times through out the day. Positive re-inforcement.
Please blog a quick update when you hear back!
~*~*~*~Get the JOB vibes~*~*~*~
and I so want your camera, talent, or heck, you to take my pics for me.
Best of luck, Alien!
You will TOTALLY get it! I know you will. It sounds like they half had their minds made up when they called you.;)
I send you gooooood juju.
Now yay for you! Go shopping!
(me too. all my jeans I just got from Vic Sec's look so lame! But, I'm kinda happy about it. :) )
;)
fingers crossed about the job--I know the job is yours!
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