At the risk of totally jinxing myself, I want to write, for a change, about something unemployment-related that I’m actually feeling happy about.
These positive moments are hard to come by, after all, so I’m going to allow myself to wallow briefly in this one.
Within the next several days (I’ll protect myself from the jinx by not specifying which day), I’m going to have a phone interview!
I received a friendly email from a recruiter about a job for which I applied a couple of weeks ago. She wanted to know if I was still interested in their exciting new job opportunity and if so, when could she speak to me about it? We exchanged additional emails and set a date and time.
I haven’t had a phone interview in about six weeks, so I’m feeling good, hopeful even. Maybe that dream I had last night about being "at work" was an omen.
A bit of smug, satisfied self-indulgence might pump up my confidence and help me advance to the next round (to borrow a timely Olympic-sports metaphor). So here goes.
Yes! I’ve still got “it”! At last, someone‘s on the verge of recognizing what a gem I am, how lucky they are to have found me! This job is a perfect match for me, exactly what I’ve been looking for. I just had to wait patiently for the “right one to come along” (as my mother used to say, but not in connection with jobs).
Now I’m letting my imagination wander, to all the good things that can flow from a job.
- The first thing that occurs to me, for some reason, is that maybe I’ll finally be able to refinance my mortgage. (They won’t let you when you don’t have a job, which makes no sense to me. The bank should want to make it easier for you to pay them back.)
- Any residual vacation-expense guilt (yes, I did decide to reserve a low-cost one-week rental not far from here) would disappear entirely.
- I would love to update my worn kitchen. Mine’s functional, but I’m a tired of the retro-1990s look, complete with puppy chew marks on the wallpapered corners.
- It would be so great to be able to start putting a little money away for a rainy day again, instead of this savings-sapping Noah’s-ark flood of rainy days I've experienced lately.
- I would just feel so much better mentally: successful, calmer, less stressed.
That’s enough. This is only supposed to be a brief wallow. I’m so afraid to get my hopes up, because the more I do that, the more I’ll be disappointed if/when things don’t work out.
Still, what’s the harm in appreciating this bit of good news? No matter how things work out, I'm tough, I’ll be fine. I’ve been through much worse things than not getting a job.
As Hemingway wrote, “The world breaks everyone and afterward many are stronger at the broken places.” I'll surely survive the lack of a "call back" (if I don't get one). So why not enjoy this for now?