Interview Update

So I bet a few of you are curious how yesterday went.  Well, would it sound strange if I told you I have no idea?  I mean, literally, I think I blacked out a few times and have no answer to give you. 

I can say that it lasted two hours and I interviewed with four people and there were highs and lows (the low coming when the HR director found a typo on my resume…),

See that capital B right there?  That’s the one that got me. 

and good and bad points (they said I had excellent experience but I think I said “like” and nervously giggled too much),  yet in the end I think I did okay.  At least I’m going to keep telling myself that until I hear something from them.  Because, and I’m not trying to jinx it again, but it would be amazing to work at this place. 

Wait, wait, wait…

Wish me Luck!!!

I've an actual job interview today!!  For a real, grown-up, paid position in an actual publishing company!!  And yes, I said that correctly... paid!  That could potentially mean no more always eating Easy-Mac, no more walking EVERYWHERE because I can’t afford a cab, no more sending out resumes after work, no more… well, so much.  So wish me luck and hopefully this didn’t jinx it…

But it has to mean something that I’m getting interviewed on St. Patrick’s Day right?

Time To Start Again

I woke up this morning, and although it’s a little cloudy and gray here, it felt different.  There’s just a hint of warmth in the air and little showers interrupt the day, sprinkling drops of water before moving on as quickly as they come.  Which means only one thing; it’s almost spring.  It’s almost time for the world to start coming back to life.

And this made me start to think.  Don’t we do the same thing?  Don’t sometimes we just need to shake off the cold and snow and darkness and come back to life?  To some of you this may sound very cryptic, to others not so much.  So other than disclosing all of my personal life here, which is not what this blog is intended for, know that this has been the hardest winter… well, ever for me.  Things happened and I can’t undo them, only move forward.  Mistakes were made and I can’t reverse them, only learn from them.  At least I’m going to try.  Because in a way, isn’t that what spring is all about?  Shaking off all the old, dead, past stuff and trying to start again?

So when I say that when I looked outside through the clouds and the gray and felt something different, I think it meant for the first time in a long time I also felt the sun. 

So guess what world? 

I’m back.