A Surprisingly Sane Blog

James got the phone call, and it wasn’t what we were expecting.

We expected a: “Yes… here’s your job offer,” or a: “We’re going to rip your heart out, jump on it, cut it in little pieces, and set it on fire while you writhe in agony,” as they stamped a “rejected” mark in bold on his forehead.  One or the other.  I mean, that’s what happens when you hear back from HR after a job interview.  Right?

Instead it was a, “We were really impressed with you and think you’re a great fit for our company, but we think you’d be better suited for a different team instead of the one you interviewed for.  So we’re going to set up another interview for early next week and send you two job descriptions from which you’ll get to choose from if that interview goes well.”

It’s not a bad thing at all, but it wasn’t what James wanted to hear.  He looked pretty green when he heard the news and told me with a sigh, “I was just really hoping I wouldn’t have to go through another technical interview.”

So it wasn’t an outright no, but it wasn’t a complete yes, either.  It’s like being called for the second round of semi-finals at a dance competition… it doesn’t matter how well your first set of dances went… the second round can either dance you right into finals, or knock you right out of ‘em.

I told him it was a good thing, but it’s hard to convince someone who’s actually in that situation. Luckily for James, he’s the guy who has always danced his way right into finals.  I can only support him at this point, even though I truly believe that this must be a blessing in disguise and that it *will* work out… somehow.

Wow.  I wasn’t expecting that.  I’m not sure what to think.

Here’s to another week of waiting.  Not knowing.  Wondering.  Holding my breath.  Stressing that the keys to that house I can see myself raising my kids in will be handed to someone else.  So selfish and stupid in comparison to the hopes I have that James would be offered a job that he actually enjoys.  The stress of him working a job that he’s been unhappy with for the last several years has been difficult for our marriage.

And I was the one who told him he had to stick it out at the company for which he works.  I said, “Look, stick with it for 5 years… and if you do that, I’ll support you in whatever you want to do and wherever you want to go.”  Was that the wrong choice?  Should I have just supported him in attempting this sort of job position sooner, even before we were stable financially and professionally?

I know that if it doesn’t work out that it wasn’t meant to. But I can’t help to feel a bit disappointed that we still don’t know where our future is headed.  And I would feel absolutely sick for him if one of the other positions doesn’t work.

*sigh*

I’m going to stay positive, cross my fingers, and remind myself that if it doesn’t work out, it wasn’t meant to be for one reason or another.

Current Mood: Alarmed

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