Tomorrow, Monday, I have an interview for a music therapy job in Taylorsville, NC.
I am so excited, anxious, scared for this interview. I want this job. I want it so badly. It is an actual job in my field, it has great benefits, no doubt better pay than I have now. The draw backs are it is far away enough from Durham that I am going to have to live elsewhere during the week, and it is not my favorite population. THose two things are not enough for me to turn it down. If I get it I will live with my brother-in- law and his house mate. Also I will make the best of helping Older Adults I can. At least is is Music Therapy.
So here I am on a Sunday morning trying to prepare for this interview. I am hoping that they will hire me right after the interview, especially since they starting date is a week after the interview. But I look at my stuff and I remember. . it has been over a year since I have practiced any kind of official Music Therapy. What if they think my guitar/ piano playing is rudimentary at best? What if they think my SOAP notes from school are terrible. What if I forget everything ever?
THe best I can do is take what I think is the best and do my best, and hope that they will want me. Do you know how great it would be to get to go to the conference this year? The national conference is in Columbus, Ohio in. . . well next month. I want to go. I want to be back in Music Therapy. I love it. I love the people involved with it.
I hope that I get this job. It would be life changing, and I believe for the better.
