A couple of weeks ago I had a phone screening for a job in another state. Tonight, I’m traveling so that I can be there for an on site interview tomorrow morning. I am trying not to panic. I feel like I’m holding it together on the outside, but on the inside, I am a wreck. I haven’t interviewed for a job in almost 8 years.

I got my hair cut, my eyebrows waxed, and bought a pair of comfortable shoes. A friend is letting me borrow a handbag, and another friend is letting me borrow a necklace to help pull my outfit together.

I’m trying not to put too much pressure on myself, but this could be a huge step up career wise (not necessarily salary wise, but it would give me potential for upward movement that I don’t have now and *gasp* sick leave!), and it could be the mechanism to pull us out of this violent mire of a city we live in now. I feel like so much is riding on this.

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A 13 year old boy was shot on his bike one block from our house just a few weeks ago. I can’t let my 10 year old out to ride his bike any more, and I’m almost afraid to let him take the dog out, even in our little side yard. We’re averaging a shooting per day; about one third of them are happening within a mile of us. My kids’ schools are located in that same one mile radius.

So please, say a prayer for me, that I will not say “um” too much, that I won’t trip on the stairs, that I will be as eloquent and professional as I actually am, and that I present myself in a sufficiently positive and intelligent manner so that they like me and want to hire me.

*j/k, please don’t actually sacrifice anything.