Happy New Year!!
When I last left off, I shared that I had to make a decision when I double booked my time to sit in on an interview panel for work, and when I booked a meeting to discuss my script for Dig Down. While this tricky situation wasn’t foreign to me, the outcome was.
I mentioned in my last post that I believed this was a test from the universe: asking me if I really saw myself as a writer. I also said this was one of the easiest decisions I ever made.
Well, when I made it, I fully expected I would need to come up with some excuse to get myself out of the interview panel. Calling in sick was a possibility, I had plenty of time, didn’t do it that often, and another member of the panel had to miss an interview earlier that week. It was early March, so this was a likelihood for this time of the year.
Or, if I felt I couldn’t make myself sound sick, I could always say something went wrong at the house and I needed to address it. My home has a high water table, and I did have some water in my basement, so this wasn’t even a lie.
But then something happened. Something I’m not used to happening when I get myself into these predicaments.
Things just worked themselves out.
The interview I was supposed to conduct-what had been double booked with my meeting for the script consultation, and literally the ONLY thing I had on my work calendar that day-was cancelled. Now, this in all likelihood was because something came up with the candidate and they were no longer able to make the interview, or no longer interested. I honestly don’t remember, because I had a complete interpretation of what had happened.
The universe had tested me. I had passed. And so it rewarded me.
With my decision made, there was no scheduling obstacle to overcome anymore. So it disappeared. I know, I know. This was really because of the candidate.
I just like my version better.
Until next time.