Perhaps my plan to leave for a weekend conference directly from a job interview wasn't the best plan I've ever hatched, but it was the only one that made sense. My flight to Southern CA left around noon. I couldn't reschedule it. The panel I interviewed in front of on Thursday morning was only available on Thursday. I had to make it all work.
So I packed carefully on Wednesday night, carried my small rolling suitcase to the interview, and scheduled a wonderful friend to drive me to the airport. And tried not to freak out. The interview went well. And I considered myself lucky to be interviewing on St. Patrick's Day. I'm pretty sure St. Patrick (and my dad) watched over me in the conference room on Thursday morning. I made it to the airport with time for lunch before my flight departed. I got to LA in time to enjoy dinner with friends also attending this conference.
But kicking off three days of conferencing with an important interview was stressful. And conferencing, though tons of fun, is hard. And learning that they're checking my references (totally a good sign, right?) during the conference made me ecstatic. And maybe a little wiped out.
I'm home now, unpacking and organizing all my conference materials and hoping to hear about next interview steps SOON. And napping. And waiting. Again. It's good I'm catching up on sleep right now, because the waiting is exhausting.