Just got off the phone with Gwen, the principal of this school in Northampton, MA, called Jackson Street.

I met with her and her team yesterday for an interview about their behavior program.  I was supposed to be interviewing at 12, but wanted to be able to go to work at camp for at least half a day, so I begged them to switch it to 9am.  Then I KICKED myself about it, because now I was going first, which means everyone would be compared to me, and I would be the least memorable by day's end.  I kept "no" outta my heart though; I embodied Joe Dirt and went in there and hoped for the best.

So she called today, and basically said, "We felt a really good connection to you and were really impressed by you"  "I have to call your references to be sure, but I know they're going to be fine, so I'll call you back today or tomorrow with more" and then "It'll have to be tomorrow, so I can talk to the superintendent and advocate the salary range/step".

I am swiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimming in happiness right now.  Could it be, knowing what the hell I'll be doing in September an entire MONTH early?  A whole month without stress or waking up at 4am unable to sleep because I'm afraid I'll never get out of debt or hired again? 

And it's beautiful outside.  I'm going to go squeal some more : ).