Holy Crap...I Got the Job!
I thought my interview kinda sucked, but I'm told I'm an excellent interviewer; so I was hoping even a sucky interview would come across as...good, coupled with the excellent work and reputation I've been building.
It wasn't a bad interview...just not good. And I was extremely worried I blew it...whereas if I did well, I felt the job was mine, hands down.
But only mere days after the interview, I heard the news: I fucking got it!
Shit, shit, shit, fuck, shit...yes!
So I am extremely excited and happy to be taking this next step in my career...but also starting to become a little nervous as the reality of new responsibilities creep in. I will be running a program very crucial to the success of the college. I like the challenge, want the challenge, and feel confident I will do well. But it is all on me, and not to admit that is intimidating is, really, a failure on my part.
But...wow. Too bad I have a lot of work to catch up on for the online course I teach this weekend. Would be great to just chill and bask in all the work I put into getting this position. So much I have been doing for years, been working to build up to...and really sort of rebuild my life after a couple really hard life blows and set backs. I am getting back on track. I feel proud of where I am for the first time in a very, VERY long time.
Sadly and pathetically, I have no one to really celebrate my news with. Family, yes, of course. They are proud and supportive, happy for me, yadda yadda. And I am grateful for that. But I haven't really made much progress in establishing strong friendships here in this town. Been here almost a year now (8/16 I think will be the year mark). But it is true what they say about the difficulty for adults making friends in a new town. Very easy as a college student. And while I do want friends...and a girl in my life...that has not been my priority and focus. I mean, I go out with people on occasion. I have work friends...long distance, old school friends. But my priority since the move has been my job and my boys...and that has paid off. I am establishing relationships that can blossom into something...more. But I am not an extrovert or socialite. My job is very socially orientated, and as an introvert, while I love helping people, that kind of work can be very draining for me, and I need down time, alone time, to recharge.
So I should give my self a break. I take it back...it is not pathetic. It is just where my life is now...socially. Focus on the fucking good news. I practically hugged my boss.
So what's next? Not sure. I need to start making some plans, quickly. I will have a team I am responsible for now, and I want to start off right and set a positive tone and foundation for our new work group build off of.
All good things, There will be obstacles, and problems, and stressors, and even set backs. But that is part of the game.
I have to say, and this is kind of weird to say, I am very proud of myself. The seperation and then divorce was very hard on so many levels. But I persevered through it...and eve excelled professionally through it during some personally dark times....depressing even. Very lonely. My family is far. I have had to rebuild a whole support group for my boys and me. And I did, and I am.
This is just the beginning. But we keep moving...we keep moving.
It wasn't a bad interview...just not good. And I was extremely worried I blew it...whereas if I did well, I felt the job was mine, hands down.
But only mere days after the interview, I heard the news: I fucking got it!
Shit, shit, shit, fuck, shit...yes!
So I am extremely excited and happy to be taking this next step in my career...but also starting to become a little nervous as the reality of new responsibilities creep in. I will be running a program very crucial to the success of the college. I like the challenge, want the challenge, and feel confident I will do well. But it is all on me, and not to admit that is intimidating is, really, a failure on my part.
But...wow. Too bad I have a lot of work to catch up on for the online course I teach this weekend. Would be great to just chill and bask in all the work I put into getting this position. So much I have been doing for years, been working to build up to...and really sort of rebuild my life after a couple really hard life blows and set backs. I am getting back on track. I feel proud of where I am for the first time in a very, VERY long time.
Sadly and pathetically, I have no one to really celebrate my news with. Family, yes, of course. They are proud and supportive, happy for me, yadda yadda. And I am grateful for that. But I haven't really made much progress in establishing strong friendships here in this town. Been here almost a year now (8/16 I think will be the year mark). But it is true what they say about the difficulty for adults making friends in a new town. Very easy as a college student. And while I do want friends...and a girl in my life...that has not been my priority and focus. I mean, I go out with people on occasion. I have work friends...long distance, old school friends. But my priority since the move has been my job and my boys...and that has paid off. I am establishing relationships that can blossom into something...more. But I am not an extrovert or socialite. My job is very socially orientated, and as an introvert, while I love helping people, that kind of work can be very draining for me, and I need down time, alone time, to recharge.
So I should give my self a break. I take it back...it is not pathetic. It is just where my life is now...socially. Focus on the fucking good news. I practically hugged my boss.
So what's next? Not sure. I need to start making some plans, quickly. I will have a team I am responsible for now, and I want to start off right and set a positive tone and foundation for our new work group build off of.
All good things, There will be obstacles, and problems, and stressors, and even set backs. But that is part of the game.
I have to say, and this is kind of weird to say, I am very proud of myself. The seperation and then divorce was very hard on so many levels. But I persevered through it...and eve excelled professionally through it during some personally dark times....depressing even. Very lonely. My family is far. I have had to rebuild a whole support group for my boys and me. And I did, and I am.
This is just the beginning. But we keep moving...we keep moving.
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