Anticipation. It’s felt by a kid who goes to sleep on Christmas Eve waiting for the next morning to see what Santa’s brought. It’s felt by the guy who has worked up the courage to propose to the love of his life in front of their family and friends and is anxious to hear one word…”Yes”. It’s felt by the college senior who’s waiting on the acceptance letter from her first choice for higher education. It’s also felt by the woman who has gone on two interviews and is waiting to find out if one, or even both, companies want to hire her.
I have been patiently waiting for 8 days to find out where I stand with the two companies I interviewed with last week. While I feel really good about both interviews, one moreso than the other, it’s a PAIN waiting to hear back. And I have to be honest, the longer the wait the more I feel like when I do hear back it won’t be good news. It’s my personality to stay positive and keep a bright outlook, but it’s hard.
There’s also anticipation regarding the other jobs for which I’ve applied in the past week. That’s a killer as well. Once again, I thank my family and friends who check on me, especially Southern Mom and “Southern Cousin”, who lives at the “Bottom” (my nickname for South Florida) and told me yesterday that she worries about those she can’t see…very reminiscent of Southern Mom, who has told me on more than one occasion and in hundreds of different ways that she wants me home; mind you half of the times were before I became unemployed. 🙂
In any event, I will live in anticipation until someone calls me with a job offer. And it WILL happen. I have faith, and I’m a believer. Until next time, I’m just a Southern girl…in the city.