Things are going well, thought I’d check in and tell you that. Brain overload, tired, but good. And not a thing to really say. Might be sporadic for a bit…

HUGS

I got the job! It’s with a woman who is the premier psychologist in the world (really, some of my counselor friends are amazed and impressed) for the treatment of borderline personality disorder and suicide. I will be her gatekeeper, her assistant, and the person who fields the calls from the distraught (she will train me for the latter). I will also be re-doing two websites. Variety is the spice of life. She is a delightful woman and told me the day we met that she wanted me. Her excitement on the phone when I accepted the offer was enough to stoke my ego for a long time to come and bought serious loyalty already. Her assoc. director is a gem of a person too and she also wanted me. From the beginning, Friday, I was the top candidate. I’m just thrilled to be working with such truly nice and interesting women. It starts at 75% but I’m guessing will move to 100% before the end of the year. Which is a good way to ease back into the groove. I start Mon or Tues, I’ll find out before the weekend.

The British playwright Colley Cibber, who was born 55 years after Shakespeare died, thought that the Bard’s historical drama Richard III needed improvement. He made extensive revisions, transposing scenes and inserting new material. For 150 years, Cibber’s version was widely performed, effectively replacing Shakespeare’s rendition. I suggest you borrow Cibber’s strategy for your own in the coming weeks. Take something you like and personalize it; make it into your own. Be sure to acknowledge the original, of course. But have fun blending your influence with the prototype as you create a useful and amusing hybrid.

I believe I have just been offered a job.  I received an email on Sunday saying they were sorry to write on Sunday but their schedule was crazy.  They’d received my resume from HR on Friday.  They had been to my website, loved it, thought it was beautiful.  My resume is fantastic, when can she call me and meet me?  She called me at 9am the next morning and I met her and her associate(s) this morning.

After two interviews she told me she wants to offer the job to me.  She has two interviews scheduled already and felt honor bound to follow through but would I like the job.  I had already decided that this would be the most amazing opportunity.  Not web work, not really, although that is a feature.  Working with a research professor and her staff.  She specializes in Borderline disorder.  Several interviewees have left halfway through the interview when they discovered that.  She told me that when she received my email Sunday she knew then and there she wanted to hire me but needed her colleague to meet me and check her excitement.  She asked me three times if I was sure, she was that sure she wanted me.

At any rate, it’s slightly less than I was making full time last year but that’s no matter in these days and to have a job with two women I really liked immediately with my own office, all my benefits restored 100%, is a coup.  How does this pertain to the horoscope?  I’d be starting Monday for one thing.  And I’d be filling the shoes of an assistant that was very much loved and admired.  Della Street.  I’m going to make it mine and be just as loved.  Watch me.  They have earned my loyalty already.

She has called my references already, one emailed me and I’m waiting for him to call me back.  Evidently she must have told him the same thing as he’s busting a gut.  He’s never called me about a prospective employer before.

I think this is it my friends.  The drought appears to be over…

I’m so grateful.  I would of course take any job offered me at this time but to have it be a perfect fit in all ways is a total amazing bonus.

THANK YOU UNIVERSE.  THANK YOUTHANK YOUTHANK YOUTHANK YOU THANK YOU!!

Life continues…

Been looking for a new pair of leather boots, the kind that will not only last through the winters but the kind of classic style and quality that will last a couple decades like my last ones did.  I had to give them up because my calves became too large to fit them any more.  Not surprising, this has always been a problem even in my smallest days of size 6.  As a sprinter and hurdler, skiier and dancer, my calves have always been “developed.”  I found a few short pairs that I liked a lot, two with cuban heels  but they were $155 and I just couldn’t justify it.  Not only was that way over my budget but they were online and I couldn’t try them on first and they would have been a total pain to deal with if they didn’t work.  I could buy some of the biker boots, my last pair were harley’s with the harness, but they’ve become so fashionable, so trendy, that I really didn’t want to go there at all.

There are two really styling women at my noon meeting.  Both boots and jeans women.  I asked one where she shopped and she seemed mortified that I would ask.  The other happily told me all about the boot lady from the local farmers market.  And that she’d opened a new shop right up the street, which it turns out I had driven past the week before and wondered.

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