I didn't tell you this before, but I have a major job interview tomorrow.Major.
I really want this job.
I would be happy to have any job at this point, but to get a job in my field for a large corporation where I would be performing a function that I spent the last several years of my life striving for and learning to perform well and get paid to do, in a beautiful and professionally designed building with atriums and shit, that's really more of a state of the art educational facility, well that would be really nice. Did I mention that it pays about 35% more than my last job too?
Friday night my back started to feel like it was on it's way out.
Sometimes, because my leg is so screwed up and I walk funny (my limp is either barely noticeable or my friends and loved ones are really good liars) I get these crippling back spasms. I can usually tell when they are coming on and walk on eggshells and try to do lots of stretches until the moment either passes and I recover or I spend the next 3 or 4 days flat on my back crying and braying in pain like a big jackass.I have spent most of this weekend doing everything in my power to recover before 1pm tomorrow when I have to put on panty hose, a suit, tasteful jewelry and a big giant smile and spend 2+ hours trying to convince 3 people I have never met that I'm amazing in every way and perfectly suited to manage their web based hoozie whatsis and teach a class or two.
I'm way more convincing as a fabulous human being when I don't walk like a slow motion robot and punctuate every movement that involves lifting my arms with a horror movie scream.
MDH has been very helpful to me this weekend by picking things up and getting me stuff when I need it. A couple of times he has held my hand when I need a little support getting up from the sofa or out of bed. He even rubbed the small of my back a little without me even having to ask. He's been a real life saver, but I don't think it would be appropriate for me to bring him with me to my interview tomorrow. Maybe if I cover him up with a sheet they won't notice him.
There is no way I'm cancelling. No way.
10 comments:
heheh, cover him up in a sheet.
oh you poor thing - back pain is a bitch!
GOOD LUCK with this job, I sincerely hope everything goes well for you. Just smile through the pain, baby.
I'm so sorry about your back pain. I can't imagine the discomfort you're going through, but I hope your interview goes well tomorrow! The job and the office environment sounds great!
Good luck good luck good luck (in my family, we always say it thrice)
Oh Lady, I hope you feel better. This job sounds *amazing* and I want you to get it. Even if it means fewer blog posts. Because I'm not selfish.
Seriously - sending healing vibes your way. Mike has killer backproblems, too, so I know a little about it.
Heidi
Back problems suck. I hope you get the job.
Getting to teach would be so enjoyable I think. I say enjoyable because if given the opportunity, I would more "brainwash" than teach because I think that would be super enjoyable. And you know what would be even more super enjoyable? To brainwash in a place with atriums!
Here's to hoping your back spasms go away and you land the job!
Good luck, I hope you get it! Hope you're feeling better today.
OMG good luck woman!!!
Also? That photo of the jackassmanthing? SO WRONG:)
AND? ...designed buildings with atriums and shit.
Their atriums have shit? Are you sure this is a good thing?
Good luck to you, miss, even though I've got to say that working is overrated.
Good luck. Your husband sounds amazing. I think you should cover him in a sheet and take him everywhere with you.
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