what my brain is doing this weekend

[jaeclectic]

Start rant:

In case it wasn't clear (especially for those of you who don't have LJ acounts and therefore see only my public posts): I was supposed to hear on Friday about a prospective job, missed the call by 5 minutes, and got the HR person's voice mail for the rest of the afternoon. For various reasons, I am finding this exceptionally trying.

The crux of the matter is that the message I received contained no informational content. Zero. Zip. Nada. She said, and I quote "I am calling to follow up on your interview". Period. End sentence. Full stop. Now, being a smart and rational person, I do understand that this person has other responsibilities and priorities besides communicating with me. And, you know, I missed the call, that's my fault, I should have stayed home and clutched the telephone to my heart all day long. Nevertheless, this message could not have been better designed to give me absolutely no idea what's going on.
*tear hair, gnash teeth*

In addition to being anxious to know if I have got this job (which I will almost certainly accept if offered, assuming reasonable salary offer et cetera), I also have promised to decide about the contract gig by Monday (tomorrow), and also, as it happens, have another phone interview tomorrow afternoon. And in order to deal reasonably and politely with these other parties, it would have been really, really nice to know something on Friday, as I was promised.

Underlying all that, fear that I am making the wrong decision. Which, of course, there is no way to know and never will be.

Having all this running around my brain makes it ridiculously difficult to relax and enjoy the present moment. Knowing there is absolutely nothing I can do does not make it easier to forget about.

OK, end rant. Despite all this, I actually had a rather nice day yesterday. Went for a hike and just barely overdid it; my knees started twinging badly in the last 1/4 mile or so. (Lesson: do not go hiking in the new walking shoes, they are not the right tool for the job.) In any case, the endorphins did me good. Then in the evening, had dinner at L&N's and watched the olympics on TV. Their usually cuddly cat August snubbed me all evening, but their shy cat Shelby actually deigned to be in the same room as me for several moments, on two different occasions, without evident sign of panic. I'm so proud :)

My plans for today center around some housework, not nearly as distracting. Given yesterday's strain on my knees, I'd say a long walk is out of the question. Ho hum.