The Waiting Game

So, now it begins. The thing I'm not very good at at all. Waiting. Or more to the point, waiting patiently. This afternoon, I had my interview at the one company I actually want to work for & although I was hoping they'd say, "You're hired" at the end of our meeting, it didn't happen. That doesn't usually happen & yet, I get my hopes up every time that it will. Isn't that the definition of insanity?

After some time to re-hash the event in my head, I think the interview itself went quite well. My inner critic is pretty harsh, so it's hard for me to say that, but at the same time, I don't think I did or said anything so drastic as to take myself out of the running. I don't even know if anyone else is in the race. I called mum & Dado about it & they helped me to stop critiquing every little aspect so much & look at the overall picture instead (something I need to work on in life in general). No one can prop you up & make you feel like a million bucks like your parents can! Thanks guys!

This job is something that meets almost all of the things on my wish list & I've been after it since April. So far, everything has gone well & it all feels 'right'...like it's meant to be. I hope they feel the same way! I'll just have to wait to find out. Crap.

Fingers crossed,
PortlandGirl