Back in January, the print shop where I worked was going through some hard times. The owners cut my work hours to half time, with a promise that when things picked up, they would put me back on full time. Well, we all know what promises are worth, and shortly after, the owners sold the business (and are now involved in some pretty heavy litigation). The new owner conveyed to me that it was unlikely I would ever be needed full time again. So I started looking for another job. After all, I’m retiring soon. I need to be making some money now.
There’s been little activity in the local job market in the past few months, just like the rest of the country. Then suddenly, that changed. I’ve had three interviews over the last week and a half, followed by one job offer, and the possibility of another.
For the offer I got, I’m going to be working as a temp (with an option to become permanent) with a large insurance company. No, not one that’s been in the news recently. It’s a great position as a technical specialist, putting together reports and presentations and such. I’m pretty excited about it! I’m actually starting part time on Monday morning, still working in the afternoons at the print shop for the next two weeks. The insurance company needed someone who could start immediately, and were willing to put up with me only being there half days for a while. Not an ideal situation, doing the two-job shuffle again. But it’s only for a short while, and I couldn’t leave the print shop without a two week notice. It’s just not cool.
On the positive side, I’ll be working full time, and will be with a large, stable organization again. The negative is that I no longer get extra time during the day to take care of things like groceries, laundry, cooking, and dropping off that movie at Blockbuster. Not to mention the fact that I’m going from a work wardrobe of jeans and Birkenstocks to business attire. Suits? Really, in this day and age? I guess so. I’ve been out shopping most of the weekend, spending an obscene amount of money just so I can make it through my first week without getting fired for inappropriate attire.
To get through all of the chaos of the next week, I’m planning some portable food. I was eating lunch at home; now I’ll be eating in the car. Cornbread muffins and granola bars are on the menu, as well as raisins and Fritos. Ummm, lunch of champions, I know. But it’s only for a couple of weeks. I’ll live. I’m much more worried about finding time to exercise on my new schedule. Afternoon workouts? Not me! As far as getting up any earlier in the morning, well, we’ll see about that.
And what about the other possible job? Well, it’s a long shot, but I also applied for a federal job. I worked for the federal government for almost 13 years and would love to get back in. One of my interviews last week was for this federal position, and they said they would be making a selection by Friday. I guess I’ll know either way by the end of this week. But feel free to send positive energy my direction, just in case. It can’t hurt.
If the federal position doesn’t work out, it’s great to know that I have a good job already. Either way, it all works out for the best!