Interview

Okay, I did it. I went and interviewed all day yesterday. Actually, I stayed at a hotel the night before. Not a very nice hotel either. I was miserable that night wanting to just go home. I probably should have.

The interview went well. I think they liked me and I think they're going to offer me the position. Why do I think that? Probably because I don't want to have to say no. I really would like to accept the position, but I don't want to move. It is farther from my parents' too. I can't imagine driving to see them with my bird as frequently and they've made it clear they wouldn't want to come see me as often either.

At the same time, there is nothing for me here job-wise. I'm so bored and hate it here so much.

But what if a great position (or even just an acceptable one) comes up in a month or 2. A position where I don't have to move at all? I've never been good at making decisions like this. I wish I could talk to someone who is objective.