Of interviews that aren’t really interviews and things that make me smile

The interview with the big boss wasn’t really an interview. As I suspected, these positions were already filled. So she took this as an opportunity to sit down and talk about where I’m going within the company. She said she was thrilled that I applied because not a lot of the younger employees apply for management positions. She said that she definitely thinks I’m capable of handling the demands of management, but since I’ve never done it before, she wanted to ease me into it. With all the shuffling going on, a lot of positions are going to open up. It’s not a matter of if but when I’ll get promoted to management. She made a point of telling me how happy she was with my performance and how I take criticism in stride. She suggested I start taking management classes through our “university” as that will serve me well. When I gave my boss the postmortem, he agreed with her and offered a few tips of his own. He suggested I get another license that would allow me to move to another department. He’s going to look into getting me study materials since I have the time to study now. It felt really good to hear both of them say really good things about me and that they see me going far. I heard similar things from the volunteer coordinator for a position I haven’t even done yet! She said she saw someone with my talents and personality doing very well and going far within the organization. Go me! They like me, they really like me!

Since ZooBorns was a bit disappointing this week, Furry Cuteness Friday will return next week. Since I love lists, here’s a list of things that make me smile. Because smiling is good for you.

*Boy being super awesome and understanding. He didn’t even bat an eye when I told him I can’t drive and I’d need him to haul me around.

*Being told I was brave and strong for telling my story and sharing my experiences with the epilepsy diagnosis, PTSD, and even just for getting out of bed in the morning, putting on clothes, and facing the day when I’d really rather just hide.

*Losing 22 pounds and counting. Hello new wardrobe and excuse to  go shopping! I also set aside a bunch of things to donate to the thrift store. It’s an impressive amount of stuff. This will be a great opportunity to reassess my style and make any tweaks for fall.

*The fall-like weather we’ve been having the past few days. Loving it. I’m not sure when we had highs in the 70s in August around here, but I’m not complaining. I’ll take it.

*All my friends, near and far, who have done what they can for me these past few months. Even just a brief note or text has meant the world to me. I’m continually impressed with the group I’ve managed to surround myself with.

*My boss being incredibly understanding and patient with me. He’s always willing to help wherever he can and that makes a really crappy situation a million times easier.

*Pink lipstick, perfume, and embracing the crazy curl in my hair. It’s good to feel pretty even when I don’t feel pretty on the inside (if that makes sense…).

*Kitten cuddles because they solve everything.

*Getting to see my family this past weekend and how we’ve all grown and changed. We’re a loud, crazy, wild bunch but I wouldn’t trade us for anything.

*Bubble baths, massages, and other nice, girly things I can do for myself.

*Awesome finds at the thrift store. That will definitely make rebuilding my wardrobe a little less expensive.

Hope everyone has a great weekend! Next time I update will probably be from the hospital.

XOXO, readers!

2 thoughts on “Of interviews that aren’t really interviews and things that make me smile

  1. Hey, if you give me a crack at those clothes, you may even make a couple bucks of it them 😉
    You have a great sense of style and I’d definitely be interested, provided I could fit any of your clothes… you may be too tiny for me!

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