37.84 – I Got Lost

Yes, lost.  It’s been over a month since I posted anything.  I think.  Oddly, a decent amount of things have happened, and yet, I’ve felt no need to document them.  I think I’d like to recap the last seven months as they apply to work.  (Holy cow, we’ve been here for SEVEN MONTHS already!!)

Upon arrival, I pretty much immediately picked up a temp job through an agency.  While the company was great and the people were nice, the work was certainly not anything that I wanted to do for a moment longer than necessary.  As such, I always kept my eyes open.  I found something a little closer to home through agency number two.  There was this and that to be done before I could start and in the meantime, I had a couple more interviews.  It was seriously famine for about a month and then a feast.  Agency number two told me that this position was of a certain type.  Well, turns out that wasn’t the case.  Annoyed.

And not feeling bad about accepting a different position with agency number three, but not before a really fantastic interview at a place where I really felt that I clicked with the people there.  The work was exactly what I wanted to do.  It gave me interesting work and the opportunity to learn some things that I wanted to learn.  Unfortunately, they just weren’t ready to make their decision and I wasn’t in a position to wait.

Agency number three put me in another place that had fantastic nice people and the opportunity to learn some things, but I kept looking back to that interview.  That “what if I had waited”.  It was killing me.  The company for agency number three wanted to bring me on full-time.  I did everything that I needed to do (and thanks to those who did their parts as well), I had the offer letter in hand, but I was still reading the classifieds.

And then I saw it.  The position that I had interviewed for previously was open again.  I didn’t know why it was open, but I knew that I had to try. I sent my information once again.  It didn’t take long to get a response.  They wanted me to come in to “interview” again.  I did.  And I knew it went really well.   And I knew a decision had to be made.  I leapt.  I turned down the offer in hand and waited.  Waited.  Waited.  Got nervous.  Got really nervous.  Started getting scared.  Started trying to figure out how long I could last without working.

Then the email came.  And all was good in the m-f-ing hood.  😀

So, I’ll know more in another day or two.  Life will be good again….as if it were ever not.  I live in Colorado, for Pete’s sake!

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