I did it. I went on an interview. Phew. It went really well and I’m feeling really good about this. No ifs, ands or buts.
I have a huge balloon full of squeals in my chest. I let a really long squeal out as soon as I was in my car. Good thing I was parked around the corner.
Probably the best part of the interview was when I was able to say that I was confident my fibromyalgia or CFS wouldn’t affect my ability to do any of the tasks associated with the job. THAT IS HUGE!
Now, I’m off to walk the dog and I have so much happy energy, I’m going to ZUMBA when I get back.