I have a job interview today at 12:45.
This was not part of my plan. But as the sages say, "if you want to hear God laugh, just tell him your plans."
I haven't picked out what I am wearing yet. I do have a pair of panty hose. I do have a skirt I think I am wearing. I do have a pair of 4 inch heels I think I am wearing - which I know is insane, but I think I am going to do it anyway.
My M.O. for an interview is to wear a suit. But I hate wearing a suit and I do not want to wear a suit. I have plenty of nice clothes that are at least as nice as a suit, they just aren't a suit.
I guess it is easier to dwell on whether or not to wear a suit than it is to think about leaving the place I have loved so dearly for 15 years of my life. Since I was 10 years sober. I walked into that place with a still-married-name, and had to change it all after I worked there. My kids were still kids when I started working there. My "plan" (here we go again) was to retire from there. I would gladly stay there forever, but it doesn't look like that is going to be feasible...
I had a preliminary phone interview yesterday. The woman I was speaking to started the conversation telling me that they had already filled the position with a temp. By the time we ended the conversation, she was telling me they needed me to start on November 30. And I was telling her - woooaaaah, let's sit down and talk first and see if this is a fit.
So, let me tell myself this morning (as I have been and will be doing):
Wooooaaaaah, let's sit down and talk with God all morning and ask him what He thinks.