Nothing ventured, nothing gained.  I've heard that so many times.  I've tried to live by it.  I don't want to look back at life and say, "what if....?"  Today is another one of those days.  I stepped outside my comfort zone.  I took a chance, and I honestly have no idea how it will turn out.

My direct supervisor is retiring.  Her position finally posted.  Last week.  Early last week.  It closes at 5pm today. So what did I do?  Yup.  I waited until this weekend to write my cover letter.  And then, when I couldn't get logged in to the application system, I had to finish up today.  During the eclipse.  Why is that last tidbit important?  It's not, I just felt like throwing it in there. 

I am proud of myself for doing this.  Part of me says I have a snowball's chance in Hades of getting this position.  But part of me thinks I will be the perfect fit.  I already understand much of the inner workings of our agency.  I made sure I mentioned that in my cover letter too.

I hate cover letters.  They are so hard to write.  Let me rephrase that.  I hate writing my own cover letter.  I can write about anyone else.  I can take the most ho-hum job and make it sound fascinating on paper.  But I have a hard time glorifying myself.  I honestly don't like to draw attention to myself.  "Oh, hey, look at me!"  "See what wonderful things I have accomplished!"  Not my cup of tea.  Nope, not at all.  I'm more of a coffee person anyway.

So after fighting with the website, and resetting my password several times, I was able to log in.  Then the fun really started.  Someone forgot to update her application.  Someone forgot to update her resume.  Someone had a REALLY hard time finding her resume.  Oh my goodness.  I'm such a dweeb!  After I finally updated all that information, it was time to go through the application process.  Of course, it's not just attach your cover letter, resume and hit submit.  Nooooooo, now you have to answer 20 questions pertaining to your qualifications for the position.  Of course, I couldn't just cut and paste, because, well, I didn't think about it until just now.  No, I answered each and every one of those questions and wrote thought provoking paragraphs as answers. 

And now that the process is over, I don't feel a sense of relief, I feel a sense of peace.  It's either that, or I am so numb from the process that I just don't feel anything.  Either way, I'm not stressed. Either I will get an interview or I won't.  Either way, I have a job, and honestly, it's  job that I love, so I am happy.  However, if something magical happens, well, I'll just say it was because of the eclipse.