First day of autumn, noted here today with warm but drizzly skies. Spent most of it preparing for my interview next week for the new role at my company—and feeling less of the imposter syndrome that plagues the best of us. At long chat with my would-be new manager helped eased my mind; she’s already talking like I have the job, telling me which teams I’d be working with and where my energy would be focused. I think I’ll be happy on that team. But these transitions aren’t necessarily in the bag, even if the interview process feels like just a box to tick to satisfy HR. Until the interviewers write “strong yes,” on their evaluations, the hiring committee green stamps me, and the ink is dry on the offer letter, I’m not counting any beans before they’re boiled.

For exercise, Hubby and I went mall walking, which we’ve been known to resort to when the weather is completely unsuitable or, as in today’s case, we want to snoop around a couple of shops and get the legs moving without the trouble of weather. As we were about to pull into a parking space, I waited for a man with two little girls in tow to move out of the way. When they passed by the driver’s side of our car, one of the girls (all of about four) shouted, “Thanks for not running us over!” with a large, grateful smile on her face. I shouted back, “I wouldn’t do that!” and everyone laughed. These little encounters with children light up my day. God bless them and the people who raise the next generation in a world full of uncertainty.