Are you thinking happy thoughts for me? Right NOW?

Yesterday I went to church. We went to Costco. We watched another four episodes of 24. I spent nearly the entire afternoon baking bunny-shaped sugar cookies, frosting them with white buttercream and piping on pink smiles and pink centers on the ears. I went through about fifteen busted zip lock bags because I don't own a proper pastry bag. I only broke two cookies.

This is what I do when I am Not Thinking About That Interview.

I have an interview today. Ack.

I am not a good interview, people. I clean up well on paper; the problems start when I have to actually use my voice.  I basically didn't get the last job I actually interviewed for because (dum dum dum!) I had a crappy interview! "She wasn't... chatty enough," they told my old boss, who was angling for me to get that job and QUITE disappointed that my standoffish uber-somber-professional behavior screwed things over. "You've gotta watch that," he told me. "People like people who are friendly." 

(Crushed though I was, I have now offered up plenty of slaughtered lambs as overwhelming thanks that I did NOT get that job. Can you see me in pointy heels, bossing people around hotel banquet rooms all the while yammering on my cell phone? I mean, people who are not my siblings? Um, no.)

Anyway, here I am gearing up for another interview, but this time, I don't think chattiness is really going to matter. It's a part-time contract job that mostly involves (or so it appears) crouching behind a computer and muttering incoherently about people who use forty words when three will do? That is the perfect job for the standoffish and unfriendly! There is even a teeny part of me that actually wants to be chatty. See, when I tell you this job is COOL, I am not telling you AND myself in a desperate attempt to believe I am actually interviewing for something cool. No, I think this job actually IS cool. I do not have to drum up any "excitement" for this job because I think it actually IS exciting. (Exciting for someone who likes sitting in her corner and hammering at her keyboard and pretending she has no coworkers.)

It will be even more exciting if they say, "Oh yes, you can DEFINITELY telecommute!"

On the other hand, I am being interviewed by three (three!) senior in-chief executive something-or-others which makes me think it might not be the loosey goosey job I kind of want it to be.

That is another post entirely: Why I Want A Part-Time Loosey Goosey Work-From-Home Type Job Instead Of Putting That College Degree To Good Use.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeee! I'm nervous.