Clearly, I’ve been off the grid for a week.
Workouts: building Noah’s ark. Kidding. Sort of. And that’s it.
It’s been raining for a whole week. The skies cleared this afternoon, but there are mushrooms growing on my front lawn.
OK, first, job news. I did not get the job I interviewed for on Tuesday. In fact, I didn’t make it past the first round of interviews. In spite of being the most experienced, the interviewer was a CA, and only accountants made it to the second round.
In truth, I didn’t connect with her at all, and had a bad feeling coming out of the interview. Bad enough that I was hoping that I didn’t get it because I didn’t want to have to turn it down. It’s bad to turn down a job when a headhunter has arranged the interview – they think you’re a total loser and won’t send you on any more! Intuition is a very impressive thing, I must say. Nothing about the interview gave me a good feeling, and I was clearly in tune with that.
I also refined the vision of the Great Fun Job. I don’t want to work downtown. I don’t want to have an hour long commute each day, nor do I want to take public transit or pay $200/month for parking. Note to self: the new job must be within 30 minutes of home. Check.
That first interview was interesting: it was a bit like losing my virginity again! Whew! Much better now that it’s over. Whether it’s sexual or career, the first time is highly over-rated!!
With the stress of interviewing and waiting for a response, eating well and working out went out the window. Fail. And it poured all week long! Big fail.
Thursday night, I had a couple of glasses of yummy red wine and some appetizers at a groovy place called DiVino\’s Wine Studio. There was a whole wall of wine!
The Hot French Lobbyist invited me – very thoughtful. I think he wanted to give me a chance to vent about the interview. He’s so sweet. And hot. Really hot. Just sayin’. 😉
Friday night, I had popcorn, pizza and Bacardi Breezers with Best Friend. It was raining. We also watched a movie – Blue Valentine. It was beautifully acted and absolutely depressing. Total downer.
And now it’s Sunday night, and it’s time to go back to work. Chocolate will be consumed tonight.