So I have another interview on Wednesday. Hopefully, this will be the one.
I am so ready to get out of this place. It's driving me crazy every single day. Then I have days like today where I am completely encouraged by people's openness and willingness to try new things. Then that feeling goes away and I'm right back where I started.
Anyway, this new opportunity is one that will be in a much smaller organization, so I'm worried about salary if I do indeed get offered the job.
I know...one step at a time. I have to get to the damn interview first.
That being said, I took my suit to have it altered yesterday. I haven't worn a suite to an interview at all in the last two years. Just a shirt and tie (maybe that's why I'm not getting these jobs...). I figured it was time to go all out. Then I put on my pants.
Now, you all don't know this, but last summer, I tipped the scales at 252 pounds. I decided that I'd gone quite high enough, and started to make a change. Then, in November, I had hernia surgery, which put me on a less-than-solids diet for a couple of weeks and the pounds started to peel off. I decided that even after I could go back on solid food, I would take it easy since my soup and plant diet seemed to be working out pretty well. I made it under 230 pounds mid-winter, and have been hanging out right around 230 ever since.
When I bought my suit 12 years ago, I was a slim 215-220, so still a little extra weight. I could actually button the pants, but was afraid for what would happen if I sat down.
I took them in to get them let out, and the guy said they needed to let out about 2 inches. Luckily, there is exactly 2 inches of material to be let out.
Here's hoping those pants fit come Wednesday morning, and here's hoping they help my interview. Keep your fingers crossed for me.