Well, I blew it. Last night I couldn't tear myself away from preparing for a job interview to spend just two minutes posting about the heirloom tomatoes we ate last night. All in all, I think it was time better spent. Now it's a waiting game because after tomorrow's candidate, the hiring manager is going on vacation for a week.
The interview went really well from my perspective. I had a huge portfolio of my work, and I'm going to start carrying it around with me all the time. Apparently I can carry on an articulate conversation when I have visual reminders right next to me. But for the life of me, I had the most difficulty remembering the word "program." I hope they don't think I'm some kind of twit.
They had good answers to my questions too, and concerns I had about the job initially have been allayed.
Because you've come to know and expect my entirely clumsy behavior, I will close as I did when I left the august and historical building where I interviewed. I missed a step on the way out and took a header down the stone stairs. Fortunately nothing broke. My knee is terribly scraped. The good news is that this was a little like "A Girl Walks Out of a Bar," because they had said good bye to me inside and no one saw it. Phew. At least they know I didn't have anything to drink at lunch!