The process...

So you would think I would know by now, that once you get your parents involved, things start happening. Of course, I've been complaining about how much I hate my job for the last 4 years, but like "Rosa" said, once you get mom involved, it's real.

So I went on my first interview (of this round of "I hate my job") today - and it went pretty well. I have to leave for another one in about 20 minutes, and then I have the rest of the day to drive myself insane thinking about all the stupid things I said, and what I did wrong. But that's okay. That's the process. Freak out before, then do great on the real thing, beat myself up about everything I did wrong, then get outside assurance that everything's going to turn out okay.