I recieved a phone call yesterday. I have "unofficially" been offered the state job. When I saw the number on my caller ID, I immediately began screaming (in my head). All the screaming kind of blocked out most of the conversation. The bits and pieces I remember are as follows:
1) They want to know if I am interested because as far as they are concerned, I am who they want to hire.
2) They have to file some paperwork to make it official. They will call me.
3) I can give my two weeks notice. If I can start in less than two weeks that'd be cool, too. (Only due to the screaming in my head, I neglected to ask if I should give my notice now, or wait until things are "official.")
That's all I can remember. Seriously. I remember thinking, I really should try to focus on what she's saying, but I couldn't quiet the celebration going on in my head. I didn't realize just how good this would feel. I finally have a job that requires my college education. I will have weekends and holidays off. I will finally have a salary that does more than cover my bills.
I'm just happy. I can finally start working towards putting plans into motion, rather than just making plans.
Now I just have the task of putting in my two weeks notice. That's going to be hard to do because all I ever hear is how glad they are to have finally found me for the cash office. While I am more than thrilled to have found a better job, I know that my leaving is going to be hard on them because they have come to depend on me in the three short months I've been there. It's going to be hard, but I know that I will not look back.
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