Interview

So my potential opportunity I blogged about here creeps forward into the possibility zone as there is now an interview scheduled for this Tuesday afternoon.

I submitted my resume and let the supervisor there know I had applied (since I already work with her but in a different capacity). She asked me to also send her a copy of my resume because of how slow HR can be and I did that last night. Today there was an email waiting for me asking about when we could meet for an interview.

OMG! I am now freaking out...NOT because I don't think I will get this job but because I am afraid that I will get this job. A little neurotic of me, no?

I know, I know- this is nothing short of a fantastic opportunity. I mentioned before that the salary alone would help our financial woes SOOOO much. I know that I have been blessed to have us scrape by all of this time while I work part-time and have so much time with my boys. I know that many people don't even have the option to do that at all.

But...
yep, there is that little word that holds so much meaning.

Logically, I know that lots of kids go to daycare every day and not only do just fine but often really love it...but I don't care. I want to be with them. I don't want to miss the little things I am privileged to see each and every day. I don't want them to go to daycare. I want them to be with me.

Keep in mind my part-time gig is something I love doing but I am what they call "fee-for-service". There is no regularity to the schedule, I am constantly juggling appointments and kid coverage and trying to submit my billing on time so that I can be paid. Many frustrations that often seem like too much for part-time work. But I am HERE with them...I can play with them and love them and put them down for their naps...and just be their mom most of the time.

Here I go again, worrying about something before it even matters. But I have to process these feelings ahead of time so that I can make a good decision if there is a decision to be made.