You know what this picture means
Yep, I went back to Arlington.
Here is the story:
Remember that I wrote about HR from Baylor calling me for an interview and me telling them that I could not come until the following week? She had told me that she would call me back and I didn't think it was going to happen. Well, she called.
She scheduled for me to have an interview 3 days later on Monday. I told her yes because I'm too timid to say no. I really didn't want to drive all the way back to Arlington for an interview and be turned down. I wanted a way out, so I called the director of the ED that I had the interview with the week before (because I was supposed to hear from them by the end of the week with their decision). He did not answer, so I left a message. I figured I wouldn't hear back that day.
I went back and forth on coming to Arlington. When I woke up Sunday I still wasn't sure if I wanted to go. I was even thinking of calling HR knowing they wouldn't be there on a Sunday and leaving a message that I would not be making it to the interview. Gosh I'm horrible.
This is when I read an email from my Mom that she had rearranged her racquetball games, cancelled her appointment with Fidelity, and told me that my Dad was really excited for me to come home.
Shucks.
"I guess I'm going".
I packed my suit and hit the road.
I spent the evening with an upset stomach because once again, my nerves creep on in thinking about another interview. This is number 6 by the way.
I woke up Monday and called the ED one last time to see if I could get out of this interview. This time, the director picked up. I asked him if they had come to a decision and he told me he would call me back at 11 to talk with me (my interview was at 11:30 at Baylor).
I left way ahead of time to drive to Dallas. I was supposed to call when I was leaving so they could let me know if the doctor was running behind. I called and no one answered, so I left.
I somehow managed to find parking and walked on in. The doctor was behind, so I went down to the lobby. I was still waiting on the call from the director at the ED. I figured he would call while I was in the interview.
I ended up having the interview and was invited back the next day to meet with another doctor that was in surgery that day. I'm still thinking I got the ED job and now I'm going to have to drive over to Dallas once again.
ED never called, still hasn't.
2 hours after my second interview at Baylor, I got a call from HR offering me the position.
I screamed "I'LL TAKE IT" into the phone.
This was a blessing in disguise.
Yes, it's away from Lance and Houston, BUT it's a JOB with benefits, DAY shifts, NO HOLIDAYS OR WEEKENDS having to work and I will not be working in a hospital. Low stress!
I plan on working during the week and driving/flying to Houston on the weekends to be with Lance.
In a year, if he gets a job in the DFW area, I will have networked and still be at a job. If he gets a job in Houston, I will have a year under my belt and be able (hopefully) to get a job down there.
I've never been so happy and torn all at the same time.
Here are the pics from my 2 night stay back in Arlington.
car wash |
Penny staring at a bee |
downtown Dallas |
my parents right after the job offer phone call |
me right after getting my job offer |
5 minutes before leaving for Houston, I noticed a pattern in the house
I had to wake her up to hit the road
She is getting too big to lay in the front seat so she comes up with some funny positions.
I think I had too much to drink last night celebrating, so I am on the mend in bed today.
Scout is keeping me company.
It's funny how things turn out.
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