I had my big interview on Monday. It went well, or I thought that it did. News on the chosen applicant was supposed to come by the week’s end. It’s late Friday afternoon and I still haven’t heard. My enthusiasm is starting to wane.
I’m no stranger to anxiety, but The Waiting Game is a doozy. Since it is so hard for me to move forward without having all the facts, I feel a certain paralysis waiting to find out if I’m the chosen applicant. I’ve decided that it’s part of my current journey to shed preconditioned responses and that learning to move through the Waiting Game is an aspect of that.
For example, this morning I wanted to stay in bed and force time to wait for me until I heard about the position. I know it sounds silly. Because time. It waits for no one.
So while I try to interpret what radio silence means, at least I have been able to work on some other ventures. As I mentioned in a previous post I was accepted to do writing for an online publication. So today I worked on my second post for the Raleigh Examiner.
It gives me some assurance to know that I can take the anxiety of The Waiting Game and produce something.