Thursday, May 3, 2007

Que Sera Sera

I found out this afternoon that I am no longer a candidate for my old boss's job at the Society. That sucks. I have always said that if this was meant to be then it would be. It just didn't work out. However, if I couldn't get a job with people who know my strengths and have seen my best work, what chance do I have with those who don't know me?

Also, I am having a bit of SAHM panic. Every day I'm at home, I am thinking there is some young girl with a Norplant insert in her arm sitting in MY office getting MY paycheck. Yes, I realize that staying at home to raise J is a choice I made. I wouldn't change the choice. But I can't help thinking that if I had immediately gone back to work, that job would be mine with no questions asked. They wouldn't have even interviewed outside candidates. So, I am now worried about having to compete with people with unused birth canals for positions. Ug.

Actually, I am moving through the stages of grief - whatever those are - rather quickly. I did sadness and anger really fast. I skipped denial altogether. What is the phase where you want to egg the front of the building? Oh wait, I guess that's still a teeny bit of anger. Moving on...

1 comment:

naomic3 said...

Hey, I'm sorry to hear about the job--I didn't know when I saw you on Saturday. I feel sorry for your old employers--they really don't know what they've missed. However, I'll kick your butt if you start up with the self-doubt thing again! I'm truly of the opinion that getting a job is just a matter of positioning your skill set on your resume and making the right networking connections. And not necessarily in that order. Believe it or not, the mommies you may meet in playgroup may be in a better position to open some doors for you. Oh--so when one of those moms DOES lay a great new opportunity on you, can you get one for me too? :-) Hang in there!