Well, I drove down to Buford yesterday for my job interview. I woke up around 6 so that I could leave by 7:30 to ensure that I wouldn't be late. I took backroads the whole way, which was nice and relaxing. I wasn't nervous until I got there, and even then I kept my nerves in check, which was nice.
I interviewed for over an hour. He told me all about the company so that I could make sure I knew what I was getting myself into. They basically provide advertising and help with finding means for funding for non-profits (Feed the Children) and Christian ministries. It's a small company, but they have a lot of clients, and I really liked the feel of the place.
The interview went well, and he even said "I really like you" which is a plus! But he also made the point that I needed to make sure it was a place that I wanted to be, especially because I'd be uprooting myself and moving to a new place where I don't know anyone (except Briana).
I left the interview feeling great, and after a quick stop over in Athens, GA to see my friend, I drove back. It was late last night, and it was raining a little here and there, and I was in a state of constant prayer. I began to feel uneasy. If I get the job, do I REALLY want to leave all of my friends and everyone I know and move to Georgia? Is it really a company that I can see myself spending an entire year, 40 hours a week, working at? What about my lease in TN, which isn't up until August? What about Suzanne, my roommate, who would now be living alone?
Needless to say, I've been stressed out ever since the interview. I told God that I was willing to do WHATEVER he wanted, but I kind of thought that would entail moving to a foreign country and getting to hang out with cool orphans or something. I didn't really think he would give me the chance to move to a new state, with a new company and new people, all while still being so close to home and everything I've worked for.
Then I start questioning whether I'm feeling uneasy because its not the right thing, or just because it would be uncomfortable to uproot myself and start over. I keep telling God that I really am willing, I just want to be sure that its what I'm supposed to do. If I know without a doubt that God wants me there, I'll be more than happy to move and trust him (seriously!) but my biggest fear is deciding to move and then realizing it was the wrong decision.
I'm supposed to hear back from them today...It's past noon and I'm still waiting...
Frustrated, stressed, and tired....
-Katie
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