I got a job!

Finally, after 4 months of unemployment and a pretty stressful job search, I am once again a productive member of society. I can't begin to describe how much better I feel about myself. So many doors have been closed in my face recently with unanswered job applications, not getting a return phone call after two interviews at a bank, and a bombed interview at the Child Development Center on post (so, apparently when asked what to do if a child won't stop biting, you're not supposed to say "bite them back"). I was feeling pretty crummy about my whole situation, when two nights ago a friend told me that these missed opportunities just meant that something better was coming along. Boy, was she right.

I got a call yesterday from a staffing agency to which I had applied. Thanks to my ignorance and the fact that I have never used a staffing agency to find a job before, I wasn't even aware when I applied to this job that it was through the agency. Heck, I'd even forgotten I'd applied to the job! I've applied to so many. Well, I got the call, and the woman was super nice and asked me to come in the next day (this morning) at 8:30 am for an interview. I was stoked!

I went in and the woman I interviewed with was wonderful. Seriously, I can't recall ever feeling more at ease during an interview. Granted, this was the preliminary interview and she was just making sure I was a good candidate for the position, but she made me feel so good about myself. She asked, "so, you're not from here. Where are you from and why are you here now?" and I explained that Sean was in the military and do you know what she said? She said, "oh great!" Really? You really think it's great? Everyone else I've seen has put a hex on me when I said I was a military wife. Then, when she was explaining how the position would combine my two previous work experiences, she said, "I think you're perfect for this position." Really? You think I'm perfect? If she would have said anything else nice I think I would have purred like a walrus .

So, I had the interview with the employer this afternoon, and it went so well. She explained how I would be working a switchboard full-time with about 8 other full-time employees. This place is so busy! It's a law firm specializing in social security claims, bankruptcy, personal injury, ect., so my previous experience at a law firm has actually come in handy (thanks MRH!!!), as well as my switchboard experience at the car dealership. Then, she offered me the job on the spot. I can't remember the last time that has happened, and I feel so good about me. And I'm grateful that this opportunity has finally come along. I can't believe how well working with this staffing agency worked out.

I feel that God was really looking out for Sean and me. As I said before, Sean had some kidney issues that he had to have taken care of, and if I would have had a job, I wouldn't have been able to go to all of the doctor appointments with him and stay with him after his surgeries. Now that he has been cleared and is back on flight status (with a waiver pending), I've been given this job... here's to you, Big Guy.

I'm also so thankful to all of my family friends who kept telling me that I'd finally find a job if I kept trying. Those positive vibes really kept me going.