Meanwhile, back at the ranch

Hubby had a gift card for a restaurant in the villiage. What the heck, we had time, let’s go to lunch!Bull

So, we did.

The decore was funky, the waitress an absolute doll, and the food fantastic. We enjoyed the impromptu date.

When we arrived home, I checked my email. A lovely surprise waiting for me in my in box: A note that I soon would be receiving an offer from the company I had interviewed at yesterday.

Woot!

Meet and greet

Am I nervous? Well, not too much, not yet, at least. I showered, applied makeup, and then did up my hair in a French twist before I realized I didn’t own a pair of the Devil’s garments. Panty hose suck, but I didn’t want to arrive bare legged. I gave my best puppy dog eyes to my hubby, who dashed off to the market and scored a pair. I looked at them with distain, wondering how ill they’ll fit. Will the crotch go no further than my knees? Will the waistband continually roll down to my hips? Gotta love nylons, eh?

I managed to slither into the silky tubing without ripping or tearing. So far, so good. I managed to stretch the short waist over my long waist, and it stayed put. Yay! Surly, a good sign, right? I mean, if the hair goes up well on the first try, and the hose goes on without mayhap, it must be a positive portend of things to come!

I arrived early. I didn’t know what the traffic would be like or if I’d have trouble finding the place, so I gave myself plenty of time. I also took my knitting knowing that I’d have to wait. I’m glad I did. I spent a few minutes trying to calm my shaking hands before the soothing rhythm of the needles settled my attack of nerves.

A few rows later, I was whisked upstairs to a conference room. First I met with the hiring manager. Then I met with the first panel of three. Another panel of three followed, and then a wrap-up with the manager. I’ve never had an interview experience where it felt more like catching with friends than the nerve-wracking exchange of questions that I hope I answered correctly.

I have one more interview to go, and then they’ll send me an offer (I’m thinking positively!)

Out with the old

I advertised my yard sale on Craig’s list, in the Reader, and on some website that lists garage sales. I posted a bunch-o signs around the neighborhood. I hoped that the aforementioned efforts would bring hoards of people to snatch up all the items I wished to sell.

While I never saw droves of people, nearly everything sold on Saturday. Yay! Most everything else sold on Sunday, and the rest I donated. My garage is now clean and organized.

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I have an interview with a company next week.

Once the red tape of posting the job was tied up, the HR person contacted me immediately. I can’t believe how fast this opportunity went from idea to interview.

I’m short on interview attire as I’ve been in mostly jeans for the last 10 years. I mentioned this to my husband who immediately said he’d take me shopping and help dress me. He then amended the offer to include our oldest daughter, aka the “fashionista.”

I’m excited!
Nervous!
Wow!

On the town

Dinner was amazing. I couldn’t have imagined a nicer view, better cuisine, or a more attentive date. We enjoyed cocktails on the terrace, and chatted with another couple from Texas while we waited for our table.

When we were ready, our wait staff escorted us to a table with a fantastic view. One the table was a beautiful floral arrangement and card addressed to me. Very romantic.

We spent several hours dining, sipping wine, chatting and laughing.