I got a call from a fellow interviewee for that bank position. They called him Fri afternoon to tell him they've filled the position and he did not get the job. I hadn't heard from them all week, so I sat there by my cell phone awaiting the bad news Friday afternoon and Saturday and it never came. I'm not sure what to make of all that. I would've figured if I were out of the running they'd have called to let me know before the weekend. So, hope springs eternal this Monday morning lol. They must be planning a call today to make me an offer. That's the plan I am going with at this point.
Friday evening I had to lead a meeting. Here I was all full of anxiety over the phone call from my friend about the bank, driving on my way to lead an AA meeting, carping about my presumed career related ill fortunes to my mom and she tells me that now not only has my uncle lost his job but his wife is about to lose hers as well. So, if you have an extra prayer handy, maybe shoot one out there for my aunt and uncle in NY. They are going through a real trial. I am not. God has a remarkable way of providing perspective. Here I was all prepared for a pity party, and my mom invited people who are in much worse straits than I. So, rather than go on and on about how I can't get a break, blah blah blah... I prayed for them and went on to lead the meeting.
I hadn't shared my story in front of a group in quite some time, and that concerned me a bit. That means I hadn't spent much time remembering where I've come from. I've often heard in the rooms that if you cannot remember your last drink, you probably haven't had it yet. It was good for me to recall the insanity, share a few details, and discuss the miracle of my recovery from drug and alcohol addiction in AA. I can never afford to forget where I've come from, lest I end up there again. It was also good to see some different faces in AA. I only get to one local meeting for the most part. So, it's nice to get out and about to different meetings.