I keep praying about this. I prayed that if it wasn't meant to be, that I wouldn't even get a callback. I did. I've prayed that if it's not meant to be, that I won't even get an offer. That remains to be seen. I've also prayed that if it's meant to be - everything, the job, the salary, selling my house, getting a loan for a new house, finding a new house, moving, a new school for J - that any offer I get be such that I KNOW it's the right thing. I don't want an offer where I think, "well, MAYBE I could make that work". I'm tired of trying to make things work (and failing rather spectacularly), and I want out of here so badly that I'm not astute enough to critically analyze a so-so offer and turn it down because it's not quite right. I want my path to be so clear that I can't mistake it.
And right now I'm just about to bounce off the walls. I hope J goes to bed early tonight and wakes up at 5:00 or so, just to be sure I don't oversleep. I'm setting every alarm I can find tonight.
Less than 17 hours now.