In one hour and fifteen minutes I will walk through the doors of one of the larger regional banks in the Western US and interview for a position on their management team. It's a fairly good position on the team. It could be the team I spend the next 25 years playing for.
I won't say I don't care. I do care, in a big way. Things are different. My mindset has changed a lot in the last 10 years. I care, but I don't want the job if its not the right thing at the right time. I've never had that outlook before.
I'd like to say that I've matured as a professional. That's not strictly true. I've done almost no professional work in the last 5 years and not a whole lot in the two before that. What's changed is my spiritual outlook. God has accomplished a great deal with my faith. It's not like I'm on some spiritual mountain top, or that I've grown to super heights as a Christian. I'm still a substantial sinner.
What has changed is that I'm willing to trust that God's best, is best.
I arrived 10 minutes early for the interview. The interview was supposed to go about an hour. It went almost two.
It was a great interview. I genuinely like the guy who would be my boss if they hired me. The organizations culture seems to be a good match for my personality and ethics. The over all mindset of my interviewer looks like a good match for our market too.
I want this job. I want it more than I did when I applied and now I want it more than I thought I wanted it this morning. Part of that is a burning desire to get off the rat wheel I've been on for the last 5 years. Another even bigger part is that this looks like a real good fit for me. I want this job badly, and now my hopes are up.
It looks like I'll be getting a second interview, maybe even before the end of the year.
I'm very happy with everything I can see about this job. Now I'm waiting on a call back and seeing if the fleece is wet.