Employed at Last!

I think I just might have found myself new employment at long last. Well, to me it's at long last. Some others might look at what I consider a "drought" as nothing. But I've been most perturbed at all this.
I've gone on 4 interviews and been courted like the queen I am. (cough - cough) And then ... nothing. Except that one time where I got the very nice letter telling me that my resume was quite outstanding, and I was most impressive. Then it further pronounced that I just didn't "fit" the position they, "had in mind."
OOOKKKAAAYYY. And this was after YOU called ME when I'd Fax'ed my resume to you a mere 18hrs. previously. And I'd been fawned over during the interview process and practically tendered an offer before I left the facility. Hmmmm.
To be fair, I've been fighting Identity theft and I had to get another's name removed from my Social Security Number. THAT may have affected my background search. And the places I had meandered into were, in 3 cases, affiliated with my old employment haunts.
Well, we know how THEY feel about me. I won't go there.
The 4th I just never heard from. And they made/ask me to fill everything out at the Job Fair before I left. I didn't even have time to finish my wine and crackers. I never even had one slice of cheese. Talk about getting the short rift. Pout; pout.
But this one, the 5th one ... They called me the day after I Fax'ed my resume and sent an e-mail to their HR. Then the interview went pretty well. I was escorted over to HR to fill out the application. I did take the precaution to ask HR to hold off on the background search for yet another 24 hrs. as I had just found out about the other person on the SS#. And they were in the process of removing said person. Since they were so backed up, it was apparently not a problem.
And I passed. So I'm wondering if that wasn't the problem the whole time. Whoever it was that had helped themselves to my "life," well guess what? They have a less than stellar background.
Who'da thought?
And after getting the jerk off my number, I got a call suddenly from a 6th place to which I'd Fax'ed my resume. They called just after I'd accepted a tendered offer from #5. And they want to keep me on file just in case things don't work out or I change my mind. Cool.
I'm thrilled. It's frickin' nice to be wanted. What an ego boost. And I needed it frankly with all that's been going on in my life.
So at this moment. I'm technically employed, pending the passage of the drug testing.
My soon-to-be-Supervisor will call the Employee Health Nurse on Monday, and we'll go from there. I am ready to go at anytime. Uniforms, etc., are at the ready. Stethoscope is dusted off and aching to be hung from my neck. I even treated myself to some new pens.
My poor husband is just shaking his head over it all. He has a hard time wondering how anyone can get so excited over a "blood and guts," job.
Sorry, Honey, it's something you just can't explain. You either have it or you don't. I have it. I live and breathe it. It's in my blood. An incurable disease from which I've no desire to be cured.
I might just have found myself a job and it's about time.
OnceAgain