I was going to write this post using a rollercoaster as the metaphor for my life right now; it would be accurate. Up and down and then down and up on the job front; up and down go my emotions, twisting and winding from peak to valley; replete with hairpin turns and screaming descents that make me lose my stomach, before I rise to the top to do it all over again.
Job worries, job hunting, considering possibilities and worrying about what the future holds has been a wild ride these past months.
And then it looked like much of the uncertainty was over: I’ve somehow managed to secure a job offer from the charter that is taking over my state (and two others) and I have accepted it, to start July 1. It’s a good offer, better than I had at my old charter, as a matter of fact, with the added bonus of some new/different responsibilities (yay! I get to learn new stuff!) and I’m feeling pretty good about it all. Rollercoaster coming to a (somewhat jarring) stop; time to disembark and take a well-deserved respite from that particular ride.
Maybe I’ll go get a funnel cake.
Then, two days after I got my job offer, I got a call regarding a resume I had sent out some time ago. She wanted to do a phone interview. Was I available sometime in the next two days?
I was shopping for our trip to Twisted Tryst, for which W and I were leaving the next day. I hemmed and hawed a little bit. I didn’t particularly want to go through the agony of interviewing, I’d be on the road the next day, and I certainly wouldn’t be able to talk to her later in the week…
“I’m traveling tomorrow,” I said. “I…guess I could do it while I’m on the road, if you don’t mind trying to connect that way.” I don’t know why I didn’t just say no. (Maybe because I suck at saying no?) And, I’ll admit, the job was one that was (at least on paper) remarkably similar to my own. I was curious. What do people in the “real world” make doing my job (as opposed to a financially-strapped not-for-profit)?
The interview went amazingly well. Chalk it up to feeling confident in my own abilities, as well as being fairly confident that what the job entails is well within those capabilities. Or to the fact that since I already have a job, I was relaxed about this interview, almost to the point that it became just a conversation about what I had done in my years with my current position, rather than an interview in which I was desperately trying to convince them to “pick me, pick me!”
Though the job was similar to my own, though, I wasn’t convinced that a move would be a good one, if they did offer it to me.
Until she told me what they paid. Let’s just say it’s a good deal higher than what I will be making in my new position.
There are downsides, though. While not a charity, the position is affiliated with a religious organization. Being a close-to-atheist-agnostic, that presents some…challenges to me. But I believe in what they do, in spite of that affiliation – and because of it, they happen to have resources that my old job didn’t have. It would be nice to have the money & resources to do what needs to be done.
Taking it would also mean that I could not take my trip to NYC in July, as that is the time that they would want the new person to start, to train with the person who is retiring from the position. And I would go from my VERY generous time-off policy to a newbie’s vacation time.
And lastly, the location of the new position SUCKS ASS. So. Commuting again. UGH.
All through Tryst my mind was buzzing. I debated these points endlessly as I waited to hear if I had made the cut for an in-person interview. And then Friday, I got an email asking me to come in Tuesday. That was today, and I had another really good interview. Good enough that they asked me back for a “meet the CEO and rest of the IT/Communications team” interview next week.
I’m excited. And nervous. And excited.
This could really happen.
Looks like that rollercoaster metaphor is apt after all, and I’m taking another ride.