So, today I had a second interview for an amazing job, and got equally amazingly lost. So lost that I had to phone Mac, who was thankfully home and near a computer, a grand total of oh...4 or 5 times. I left 2 hours early for the interview, thinking I would grab some coffee with all that time to spare. All that time being, in the end, about 6 minutes. I am hopeless when it comes to navigating. Hopeless!
To make things more pitiful, by the time I found where I needed to be, it seemed there was nowhere for me to park. So, I was left with nothing to do but park at a food joint next door, pray fervently that I wouldn't get towed, and walk along the highway to get where I was headed. I guess it's nice that it had stopped raining by then*, although I was excitedly prepared for bad weather with the top half of my new little suit from a recent trip to ThriftTown (shown right).You know what one of the worst things about interviews are? The hours and days that follow when I go into Interview Critic mode: Why on earth did I say that? Why didn't I say that? And I rehearse the whole thing over and over in my head, hoping I won't make the same dumb mistakes 'this time'. It reminds me of my mom when she's watching a movie that she's seen multiple times before. She always tries to warn the hero that something bad is about to happen, but invariably...the script never changes.
Well, enough of my rambling. I'm just thankful I actually made it there on time and in one piece. And I'm thankful for a very patient husband who was standing by to help me. *Annnd, I'm very thankful I woke up to rain today! Tomorrow, I shall tell you why.
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