I can think of a lot of ways to spend four hours. I'm sure you can too. Sleeping. Reading. Dinner and a movie. Organizing. But today four of my hours were spent on an interview. As mentioned in one of my last posts, I'm in the process of securing a job as an Office Coordinator. Or at least that is the hope . . .
This morning I shadowed the woman whose position I'd be taking over. My would-be manager and two other would-be co-workers went about their day fairly normally. I sat in on their morning meeting and then they all took time to sit down with me and express words of welcome and expectation of having me aboard. Then I went about the business of learning what my would-be role would be. I felt a bit like a child playing house, following her around, doing exactly what she did . . . only at work. And I was being watched by the person who would be hiring me. Or not.
My would-be manager called me into the conference room at the end of my day and said that he just needed to wait on the results of the personality test I took last week and that he'd be in touch with me by Wednesday or Thursday of this week. And then he told me to make sure I filled out a time card so I could get paid for my time today. Trying to analyze payment for an interview was slightly out of my reach but I suppose that's just a nice perk of interviewing with a staffing company.
Back in college, in 2004 when blogging was hardly even a thing yet, I was here. Blogging before blogging meant anything to anyone. You can look in the archives for my past writings, but it was much more like a journal in the past. When we started fundraising, I messed around with the idea of launching something new for this new phase of our journey but actually hated that idea. I am a sum of all of my life and so much of it is here already. So I'm keeping it here. At least for now.
My main focus these days is blogging about our newest journey into the bizarre and wonderful world of gestational surrogacy. Posts dated 2013 and forward will trend heavily toward that journey. I don't promise everything I write will be about though. There might be other things that sneak in occasionally.
Please come along our journey with us. As the saying goes, "The more, the merrier!"
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