So yesterday was the big day, my first face to face job interview in 19 years. I was nervous beforehand and felt like throwing up after it all. I felt reasonably calm during the interview, which was loooong. Then again this is the only interview I've been on in forever so what do I know about what's long or short. It seemed long to me. I know I dazzled in a couple areas and fell very flat in a couple. The rest I think I was at least ok. In addition to sitting with the hiring committee, I had to later meet with the library director, who is himself relatively new. He was not messing around and threw a couple of hard balls. He was direct with me so I was fairly direct with him. I know they are interviewing into next week so I won't know anything before that.
Once I got home I kept rolling things over in my mind and trying to wrap my brain around what a monumental shift it will be if I get this job. Then there were a couple of situations that cropped up which sent me right into meltdown mode. Then the self-flagellation commenced.
Ok, no more neurotic silliness. I'm pronouncing this Dance Party day, because that's a good antidote. Everybody dance now! (And then tell me what you think is a good tune to bust a move to. I like this one and Santana's Jingo.)