I’m still talking with the folks from last week’s interview, and when I got home I got a call from another place I submitted my resume to. This third one is attractive as it is closer than the one from today, and in an environment I would really like to work in.
I had another call today from a contractor looking for someone to accept a contract in a town about 120 miles away from me. Needless to say I didn’t accept an interview for that one. I would prefer to look for something MUCH closer.
I’m getting more and more excited about this job hunt. I forgot how much fun it was to interview and learn about what all is out there.
After my interview today, I went over to visit Franbo in the hospital. She looks great, and the babies are doing well. I do remember what it was like to be that pregnant, and she has my complete and total sympathy for how she is feeling. I do miss feeling the life move inside when I was pregnant with the twins. When they would get active I would turn off the TV and watch my tummy in fascination. After a while I got to where I could identify the difference between a head and a butt, and the difference between an elbow and a knee. That part about pregnancy I miss. The going to the bathroom every 5 minutes and aching back… not-so-much!
When I was preggers with the twins, I used to crave Chocolate-chocolate chip cookies with lemonade. Hubby thought I was nuts, but brought that combination home to me every night after his work. I had morning sickness all day long for my entire pregnancy, but I was able to eat and keep things down late at night. If I craved a steak, Hubby took me out to Denney’s at 1 in the morning for a steak dinner (they were the only ones open when I could eat, so we frequented them for the duration of the pregnancy!). He was so good during the pregnancy; he should have been given an award! As a way of saying thanks, I made sure to not call him names or say anything bad to him once I went into labor. That, of course, didn’t stop me from breaking his fingers when he held my hand once I went into hard labor, but I apologized to him profusely afterwards!
Good memories!