After the interview yesterday, I was feeling pretty good, most importantly, pretty Zen about the whole thing.
The interview went pretty well, I’d say. I got a positive vibe from the interviewers (one of which would be my direct supervisor if actually get the job), and I felt like I did everything that *I* could possibly do. Much better than my last interview, several months ago, when I walked away feeling horrible about it, knowing that I’d blown it, feeling like I’d lost my last remaining chance at finding immediate happiness.
After the interview yesterday, I was happy and satisfied knowing that I had done my part to the best of my abilities, and I was okay with leaving the rest to fate and The Universe.
This morning, however, the anxiety has settled in.
If I don’t get the job, I know that everything will be okay. If it’s meant to be, it will happen. And if it doesn’t, then it simply wasn’t the right job for me, period. If this isn’t it, the right one WILL come along.
I think this morning’s anxiety has a lot to do with simply waiting, with not knowing either way. At least if I knew that I didn’t get the job, I could take a deep breath, console myself briefly, and keep moving forward.
Of course, despite whether or not I actually got the job, I guess I have to keep moving forward anyhow, now don’t I?
For the next two days I am in an seminar about job search strategies and tapping into the hidden job market. Hopefully I won’t actually have to put what I’m going to learn to use.
Keep sending those positive vibes, guys. Even if I end up not getting this job, your support and positivity really helps me.