I also got my hairs and nails did. So my coif is trimmed and shiny, the color is fresh, and my nails are perfect. I got one of those shellac manicures - the polish lasts for 2 weeks without chipping. It's awesome. It's also a little pricey but this week I need the extra confidence boost.
I keep getting ideas for things to add to my interview presentation - so typical that they're coming to me last minute - my best ideas ALWAYS come to me in the 11th hour. I don't know why, but it seems to be the way I'm wired. I'm feeling pretty good about the whole thing, but I think that's what's scaring me. You know, like I'll get there and realize I forgot something really crucial while I was feeling so good about being me. I kept hearing about everyone putting together a little package to present and that's when I started to sweat. I mean, I was just going to go and wing it. When I said that to L he almost fell down laughing, and said it was so me. So now that I'm copying everyone else and putting together a package, I'm doubting my own good sense and judgement, which has led to my present case of nerves.
Luckily, I have a dear friend who lives in the Bay Area who invited me to spend the day Wednesday and then overnight at her house. It will be a welcome distraction and will keep me from picking at my manicure. Hopefully it will keep me from busting out a big zit on my face the night before the interview - the cruelest twist of random fate. A good friend, laughter, a good night's sleep - all of these are part of the recipe for remaining calm and blemish free. I'm starting to be grateful for all of those piano recitals, church talks, and countless other nerve wracking experiences through the years. I think because of those things, I'm a little more confident facing the big boys up in San Francisco. I mean, if I can memorize an entire sonatina and play it for a judge, or speak in front of an entire congregation on charity, surely, surely I can speak intelligently about a job I've had for the past 9 years. Right? *nodding vigorously* Right. Yeah - I hope I don't turn into an idiot, too.