Be right.
During a soul-deadening conference call this morning I was thinking, "I must get out of this work."
At lunch I was telling my mother how I have applied to 6 jobs and haven't heard a peep. I followed up on all. Two of them were especially appealing mission-wise. I feel confident I could do them all, but the silence has left me feeling...shitty.
An hour later I got a call from one of the two. Impromptu 15 minute phone interview. He said this was a process and they had lots of calls to make but that they would probably be interviewing in person in about two weeks. I thanked him, got off the phone, and immediately began the process of, "damnit I shoulda said THAT instead."
Under an hour later he called back to schedule an interview. For tomorrow.
Gulp. I'm excited. Reminding myself this is just an interview. We will see. The salary is so low I'm not sure I could make it work but told him I'd try. I'm trying not to panic about the while I want this but not until September. I want part time I want my kids with me. I know I don't have these luxuries anymore and am trying just to be grateful and proud. One step at a time.