I have also realized that I am sadly under equipped when it comes to interview clothes. I have a plethora of clothing that will be perfectly fine for an office job. There's a regular army of cardigans to pair with a wide variety of demure tops, shells, and tanks to wear with my black and/or gray straight leg slacks or my Calvin Klein skinny slacks. However, I don't have much in the way of Earth Shatteringly Awesome Interview Clothes Guaranteed To Earn Me A Job. There are no power suits or matching separates in my closet. I have a pretty decent selection of dress shoes, though. This is the sad unbalanced reality of my mostly empty walk-in closet. The FH has said something about finding my suitable interview clothes.
I think he may be as excited and nervous about this process as I am. Almost. He's being very supportive in this terrifying endeavor. I know he won't care if I fail and will console me in case that happens. He's doing everything he can to make sure that I don't freak the F out or think myself into panicked tears. So far, so good. While there is still anxiety, knowing that he has my back is keeping it to a dull roar. Also, I am hearing more positive things in my head than negative these days. That has not always been the case. For a very very long time, I could not stop hearing the negative voices shouting from my past. The FH has been quite successful in drowning those voices out.
Anyway, so this job I interviewed for, it's not the greatest job in the world, but it's higher on the food chain (so to speak) than where I am now. And it's a foot in the door to an international company in the technology industry. I know I am capable of doing the job and excelling at it. I just need to be giving the opportunity to prove myself. So, here's hoping they open the door and let me in.
-Nerdy Goth Girl