clrmehppygrl's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Speed Moving There's something I've failed to mention yet, here. And not because I haven't wanted to, but more because I haven't really had the time. The place I work now, has an office in the St. Pete area of Florida as well as in Orlando, Miami, Palm Beach county, etc. They're not branches, like you see on every street corner, but more in the background work type place. I like working where I do. I like interacting with my co-workers, but not having to interact with customers, strangers, at all. Come this time next year, the office I work in will be consolidating with the Miami office. I knew I had to find a new job and soon. I've been job hunting for months. That's when the idea to move over next to Jupiter and her husband came into play. I stopped looking for jobs here. I had reconciled myself with not working once we'd moved as long as my husband had found a really good position in his company. I could be a stay-at-home and really just enjoy my new-found family. I didn't realize much, until now, that I would be unhappy doing that. I don't particularly enjoy working, but it's part of my persona that I don't think I can easily just shrug off. Being a stay-at-home really isn't my cup of tea. I get too tense. So I've been stuck in this limbo of wanting nothing more than to move over there as soon as tomorrow if we could, and the giant void of not knowing what our financial situation is going to be once we get there. That was, until Thursday night. I did a random check of any new postings for positions in my field of work with the company. They had just recently (within a week to 10 days) posted FOUR new openings in the St. Pete area for just my job. Four! That's nearly unheard of in my company. Opening one in my line of work is nearly impossible to find. Usually once people start working, doing what I do, they pretty much just stay in that same job until they find a new company, or retire. I actually was looking forward to being one of those people. But four new openings. That means I actually have a shot at this! All that was going through my head was that it was too soon. I wasn't ready to move in 6 weeks. Why 6 weeks? Well, I figured, 3 weeks for them to get back to me, and decide to offer me the position or not, and three to move. Well, I guess getting used to the 6 weeks frame of moving helped a little, because it just got shortened drastically. No, I haven't gotten the job yet. But they have already called me to set up an interview. I have to call back with a time, tomorrow. I think I'm going to drive over next Wednesday and do an in-person interview. That first 3 weeks just got narrowed down a little bit. This is moving faster than my brain can grasp it. My heart is screaming "yes, yes, yes", and my mind is screaming, "Wait for me!" Don't get me wrong. I want to go more than I want my next breath. I had a bit of a breakdown this weekend when the reality of having to leave and come back to THIS place hit me. I don't want to be here anymore, and being there is the only place that feels like home. But it's just moving so fast. First it was, "We're moving in April", then it turned into, "Well, if we put, minimum, 15% of each paycheck away, instead of 10%, we can move by mid-January. I want to stay for Christmas." To "Hey, can you move next month??" I still haven't told my mom anything. I'm going to have to do it over the phone this week, or this weekend, and the phone was the last place I wanted to talk to her about this. But she's going to be out of town this weekend, and there is no other option since I only see her weekends as it is. I'm excited, my mind is racing to beat the band, and I don't know what to do with myself. Tomorrow I set up the interview. This week I talk to my mom. Wednesday I do my interview. I may be offered the job by next Friday. And then the countdown begins. I want to give myself 3 weeks to move. 2 weeks notice to my current boss, then a week to do all of the physical stuff. I could be there before my birthday. I never thought 25 would be spent so wonderfully. I never thought that when I applied for this job only 4 days ago, that I would be where I am right now. It's giving me chills. This is what happiness is. Because if this isn't happiness, I don't think I'd be able to handle what really is. *smile* 1:40 am - 2005-08-16 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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