Yesterday was the third interview for TheJobOfMyDreams.  I came out of there a little discouraged, feeling like I didn't communicate as effectively as I had hoped. I did enjoy the people in the interview, and there was a lot of laughter, but honestly, I was seriously second guessing a lot of what I said. I won't know until next week whether or not they will hire me.

This is a big deal. This is something I've wanted my whole life. SERIOUSLY wanted my whole life.  It would mean a lot to me to get this position.  There is no position out there more perfect for my skills and personality.  I hope that came across!  I will be SUCH an asset to this position, this department.

In other words, I don't know if I mentioned that Mikey failed his 2nd grade speech screening. I expected it. People still struggle to understand him. Our school is beginning a pilot program where, for speech therapy, an IEP is no longer needed (HALLELIUIAH!) so we don't have to wait months; hopefully, within the next couple of weeks, he'll get started.

He and I have been struggling lately. Mornings are just rough for him. This morning came down to a screaming match (I won, but it didn't feel good). After my workout, I went to his school and said, "Mikey and I had a rough morning. Can you write me down for a lunch?"  The secretary said, "I think you should take him out one on one." So I did~they didn't tell him, but I came back at 11:45, and he and I went to Los Compas on the Square and had lunch. We chatted, we enjoyed each other, and I'm really glad we did it.

It's getting chilly here. I wish it would snow!  They say MAYBE Saturday!  This time, I want it to stick.