Quiet Time
Oh, I came home to an empty house today, son at golf, husband at chiropractor, nothing and no one needing me at the moment...dogs are going to want fed here soon, but for this moment, I am in a peaceful environment. I have a lot of changes coming my way, changing jobs, son turning 18 (looking for fab party ideas...any suggestions?), all change is good. I have a week of hubby's undivided attention at the end of September to look forward to as well. Then seasons are changing (in my mind at least, it is still pretty toasty) thinking of fall, my favorite holiday Thanksgiving, just around the corner. Lots of change, lots of inspiration, lots to do...until next time
Changes In Attitudes, Changes In Latitudes
A few days ago, I was called out of the blue, to interview with a fortune 500 company. I love my job, and so I was just about half listening when the woman on the other end of the phone going on about how this was just entry level, they build their team from within, did I know where the building was
(yes) and then she dropped the bombshell. The thing that shook my world as I knew it to be -- nearly double what I was making at my dream job. I thought and thought about it, I talked to my sister, and my mother and my husband...I second and third guessed myself. The very next day, after some drama in the office in the morning, I made the call at lunch, could I schedule an interview? I thought the interview went well, meanwhile I am feeling like a louse. How could I leave the job I had been drooling over for a year?!? How could I leave the position that allowed me to rub elbows with people I respected and admired and called ME on the phone? How could I even think of leaving. Then of course the practical Capricorn side of me was arguing for the increase in salary, the added benefit of carpooling with my husband, the benefits of working for a large company, in the field I had trained in, obtained an expensive degree for...
So the day came that the woman I actually interviewed with said she would call, since she had other canidates to interview. Just when I had nearly given up, the phone rang, and she offered me the job. I was speechless (not something that happens often) and I stammered out an acceptance. Now what??? For a week, I searched for the answer, then I got the stomach flu and the new company called my supervisor for a reference.
Problem solved ?!? I went to work this morning and was asked if I had accepted another position. Of course, being the wonderful people they are, they certainly understood, especially considering the fact that I have a son going to college...I would be stupid not to take it, what an opportunity...blah, blah, blah. It doesn't ease the conscience, or sooth the feeling of me abandoning them.
I did the grown up thing. I didn't leave in a snit or after being bawled out in front of the entire bottom floor, or not give notice, or quit and leave them in a bind, I hadn't sent out my resume, this company came looking for me...I gave my two weeks, and called the only person I thought was qualified for the position. She has a four year old and wasn't ready to work full time, but she let me know that a mutual friend of ours might like a chance at an interview. Still for some reason I feel a tad guilty, I guess it just proves that I care alot about the people there...it feels oddly like a divorce, on one hand I am so excited about the possibilities my future holds, and sad to leave at the same time...kinda weird.
They have been filming a movie on my street at work this past couple of weeks...today I saw Ben Affleck, not once but several times, and his lovely wife (none of the other stars yet anyway). I was leaving for the day and good ol' Ben was in front of the row of trailers, about 50 yards or so from me...I tried to behave, I didn't go screaming across the street and act like a nit wit, I just smiled and waved. Of course, he smiled and waved back (what a gentleman) then I got in the car, and immediately called
my sister with a
guess who I just waved at me squeel...Ok, so I haven't completely grown up, just in case you were checking...until next time
Happy Birthday Allison
Have fun at Disneyland with Mr. McLishous (did I spell that right?) I am hoping you had the guts to ride the Tower of Terror, and I hope you bought the picture...something to scrap, right? I am still working on my Disneyland pics from last month, I have a scrapping weekend planned, so I hope I do something just fabulous!! Get those souvineers...
Love you lots and lots...can't wait to hear the stories (perhaps over a margarita at the salty senorita) and see the pictures!
Melissa
Help
Even though I am not the world's biggest Beatle fan, I am living this song right now...I feel behind in every area of my life, my bedroom is a mess, still. My scraproom, well, it looks like someone threw up paper and ribbon on my table, bits and pieces of the last several projects I have been working on can be found -- everywhere, my floor needs vaccummed, you know
everything needs to be done.
Won't you please, please, please help me... So I am sitting here updating my blog instead, makes so much more sense!! I worked really hard on our Creative Escape project/event this week. Things are really coming together for that. I am happy and feel like I actually accomplished something. That is a nice feeling. Today I am going to work on getting things cleaned and organized...take a nap, I worked an event last night that was loud and late, then I am going to crop at my LSS. Have a great weekend!
