Yesterday afternoon Bonnie called to let me know the job I’ve been praying for finally opened. Since then I’ve been excited, nervous, anxious, and everything in between. I’m even shaking now as I’m typing this. I want this job more then any job I’ve ever wanted. Granted, it’s an entry level position but at this point I could care less. It’s with an employer I love working for, doing a job I love doing, and living in the area I want to be. It’s a foot in the door again and that’s all I care about right now.
I’ve been trying to figure out what I’ll do if I don’t get the position. My guess is we probably wouldn’t stay in the area much longer since IT positions just don’t open up around here and Adam’s having issues trying to find a permanent full-time job doing anything. I don’t want to move again, which is probably what’s causing the anxiety. I’m so happy living here again but I can’t keep doing the job that I’m doing because I’ll lose my mind. I’ve invested far to much in my career to deal craps for a living. The only exception to us staying for sure is if Adam has an incredible meeting today with a potentional investor for his business… the biggest reason we moved into the area in the first place. I’m not at a point in my life that I want to look at other career options either.
So anyway… If you talk to me in the next couple weeks and I sound stressed, you know why. We’re so close to having everything we want but all of those hopes and dreams can disappear in the matter of just a couple of weeks. I just can bare the thought of that.