i'm pretty sure i got the job.

there was no definite "you're hired" but it went WONDERFULLY. they started off by telling me how impressed they were with my cover letter, and how it was the best one they've ever seen (!) because it really shows my energy and passion for the field and for their organization, and they had been looking forward to meeting me since they saw copies of it a couple weeks ago. i was all blushy and "aw shucks!" because i was so nervous putting together my resume and cover letter that i never would've guessed they'd have liked it that much!

anyway, i learned more about the position (which includes a lot more counselling and care of patients than i even thought it did, yay!), they learned more about me, and the vibe was positive and definitely reassuring that they want me. they were using language at the end like "you'll be doing alot of {blah blah} but we know you'll be great with that" and "you'll be travelling for your training, did marie tell you that during your first interview?" that leads me to believe that in their minds i have the job. it wasn't "you WOULD BE DOING ____ if you got the job", kwim? they'll be in touch next week but gave me numbers to reach them at in case i want to check in, including personal cell numbers, which i assume they don't just give to everyone.

i don't know how many other candidates there are, and actually didn't even realize that it's okay to ask that until a friend told me tonight that it's totally acceptable. honestly, it doesn't even matter how many other candidates there are because i know i'm their girl.

i powered through my raging sinus headache with nary an eye twitch and now that the buzz from the great meeting with them is wearing off i'm starting to sag and feel assy again, but at this point i'm so happy about how well it went today that my sinuses could explode and splatter blood all over the computer screen and it wouldn't even make me stop smiling.

btw, when i got home i noticed there was a thomas the train sticker hanging off my sensible black shoe; it had probably been there during the whole interview but i don't even care. whaddya gonna do, right?