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Back in the Saddle Again

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I’ve been temporarily employed since mid-February. It’s been good work, though the allowed 650 hours/6 month limit has always been looming, just out of the corner of my eye. My boss has encouraged me to keep looking for a permanent job, even though she’s happy to have me till July or so.

Right after my layoff in January, I did look. A lot. I put in applications at just about every hiring non-profit in the area. Most of the jobs weren’t a perfect fit, but they were jobs. With kids in parochial schools and one headed off to the UW this fall, finding a regular, permanent job is pretty important.

I got called for a few interviews. A couple were for jobs I didn’t really want. A couple others were for positions that sounded really good. One was for the career of my dreams.

I got called back for final interviews. I felt confident. 30 people narrowed down to three. I got a new skirt and wore pumps. I was a perfect fit.

Both times, the organizations chose someone else. Someone with more experience, a particular degree… One of the places didn’t even call to tell me. I found out on facebook.

And through these, “You’re good, but not good enough,” experiences, I’ve gotten a little leery of putting myself out there. I quit scouring the employment ads daily, told myself I was just keeping my ears open.

Problem is, I’m working from home. Most of what my ears catch all day is the dogs barking at passers by.

But the summer-like weather has reminded me that the season is indeed on it’s way. The job I have right now, working at my computer while still in my pajamas, will soon be coming to the end. So today I sent in two more applications. New openings that weren’t there a couple months ago.

I’m back in the saddle.

Ye haw. Ho hum.

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What would you do…

You know how you see posters and magnets with quotes of something someone said?

WWJD?

Been there, done that.

Yada, yada, yada…

Initially, each one was a great thought, or at least a good one, but after being made into t-shirts and inspirational posters and such, it became trite. Which is a shame, but, I guess, the price one must pay for fame.

“What would you do if you knew you could not fail?”

That one speaks to me, but is becoming ubiquitous in blogs and walls. Even my boss’ office has a little sticker or plaque with the question.

What would you do, if you knew you could not fail?

I had an interview this week, and I think it went well. I should know by the end of the week whether or not I move on to the finals (sort of my own little March Madness going on). I was feeling pretty positive and hopeful.

And then I happened to sit down with a friend and we talked about what we felt were our “callings.” Those ideas that fill us with passion, and–at least for me–feel like what I’m supposed to be doing here, on earth.

And now, I wonder about the job for which I just interviewed. It sounds like a good job. It would be secure, and I think, pay fairly well, which is an important consideration, with the first of three children heading off to college this fall. But it’s not what I feel I’m here to accomplish. And now, i almost hope I don’t move on to the finals. Almost.

If it weren’t for the responsibilities of reality, would I answer the calling?

What would I do, if I knew I could not fail?

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