Waiting...
....My interview for the new position at worky-work is Wednesday. I did my laundry so I have something respectable to wear for the occasion.
Here's hoping I don't bomb. I don't expect I will, really. Interviews don't scare me all that much. Perhaps that's one of the side perks to having an HR manager momma; you learn the ins and outs of the process so it's less of a mystery.
Had my talk with financial aid girl at school, too. So much for being able to make payments directly to the school. I told her the amount I was comfortable with and she promptly directed me to the list of loaning banks. HAR.
Oh well. Guess we'll see what comes of it... either I have a new position at work or I don't, and then I'll find out who else I'm going to owe blood to over the course of the next decade.
WHEEE!
Also: Christmas. Fa la la la la. (Read: Bah, humbug.)
In good news: ^.^ One of my friends wrote a massive, fifteen part epic poem saga for me as a Christmas gift. The awesome contained therein cannot be conveyed with mere words.
Now then, little LJ land, I go back to Azeroth to de-stress by feeding my toxic raptor baby so he can grow big and strong into an awesome mount for my terminally asocial warlock. ^.^
Here's hoping I don't bomb. I don't expect I will, really. Interviews don't scare me all that much. Perhaps that's one of the side perks to having an HR manager momma; you learn the ins and outs of the process so it's less of a mystery.
Had my talk with financial aid girl at school, too. So much for being able to make payments directly to the school. I told her the amount I was comfortable with and she promptly directed me to the list of loaning banks. HAR.
Oh well. Guess we'll see what comes of it... either I have a new position at work or I don't, and then I'll find out who else I'm going to owe blood to over the course of the next decade.
WHEEE!
Also: Christmas. Fa la la la la. (Read: Bah, humbug.)
In good news: ^.^ One of my friends wrote a massive, fifteen part epic poem saga for me as a Christmas gift. The awesome contained therein cannot be conveyed with mere words.
Now then, little LJ land, I go back to Azeroth to de-stress by feeding my toxic raptor baby so he can grow big and strong into an awesome mount for my terminally asocial warlock. ^.^