I get to stop stressing about moving to Michigan. I'm not going. Johnnie, my new best friend in the HR Department of Bob's Hogs and Weiner Pigs, contacted me to tell me that I was not selected for the position I had applied for. Relief washed over me and I allowed myself to stop thinking of reasons why I couldn't take the job. Truth be told--I just don't want to go. I would have been chasing a job, and since it's not my dream job, it's not worth giving up my family, my friends, and the sunshine in San Diego.

I must say, this was the nicest rejections I've ever gotten. After your interview is over and you don't get the job they always offer "feedback" on your interview(s). The interviewers really liked me and had nothing negative to say. They found someone who has a little more experience for the position. Most likely, this person also doesn't need relocation costs paid, and is able to start within the next couple of weeks--a couple of drawbacks to my being in California. The buzz is still good about me though. They offered me an interview for another position (which I turned down) and asked that I continue to interview for new positions that become available.

All in all, the very best ending to all this drama that I could have hoped for.

Yay!

PS--Sorry, Violet. I'm just not ready to live in a place that requires you to chip ice off your windshield for much of the year.

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