Monday – Back In The Saddle
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I woke up extra early this morning, for the first time in almost 4 month. I drank some diet Mountain Dew in an attempt to float my eyes open, dressed in the clothes I'd pressed the night before, and woke my sleeping Sweat Pea and got him dressed to go to his babysitter's.
I interviewed last Thursday. He made me an offer on Friday. My first offer in three and a half months. There is a great recession going on with what is projected to be a slow and painful recovery period that we are just now (maybe) entering. What could I do? I accepted it.
The new job pays less than the old one, which paid less than the one before. In fact, it puts me back about 10 years as far as compensation goes. That part has me feeling a little melancholy. I don't know how I feel about the job itself yet. My feelings about the company are neutral, which I suppose is better than walking into a building with a feeling of dread. Everyone seems nice enough. Kind of average. Not too scary.
I'm in a cubicle again. Like my last one, it has crown molding, but not as wide as the crown molding in my old cubicle. In all my years in cubicles, it strikes me as funny to get two in a row at two different companies to have this bit of structural flair at the top of the wall of a cubicle. It's an unexpected visual luxury in a place where it seems oddly inappropriate, like walking into a McDonald's and seeing they have marble floors.
It has one huge advantage over my old job, and the one before: I'm not on the road so much. As the crow flies, it's about 12 miles from my house. Since I am not a crow and don't have wings, it's 19. Since I have to swing by the babysitter's house, on some days it's 24. Still, that's half of what I was driving before. There are some good jobs deep in the heart of Houston I could have applied for, but didn't. That drive liked to have killed me. When I took it, I thought I could handle it. I couldn't. All the miles and miles and miles that I drove – between 80 and 100 a day depending on whether I dropped off my son and picked him up or my husband did – in the slow crawl of Houston traffic was isolating and exhausting.
We'll see how this goes.
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I woke up extra early this morning, for the first time in almost 4 month. I drank some diet Mountain Dew in an attempt to float my eyes open, dressed in the clothes I'd pressed the night before, and woke my sleeping Sweat Pea and got him dressed to go to his babysitter's.
I interviewed last Thursday. He made me an offer on Friday. My first offer in three and a half months. There is a great recession going on with what is projected to be a slow and painful recovery period that we are just now (maybe) entering. What could I do? I accepted it.
The new job pays less than the old one, which paid less than the one before. In fact, it puts me back about 10 years as far as compensation goes. That part has me feeling a little melancholy. I don't know how I feel about the job itself yet. My feelings about the company are neutral, which I suppose is better than walking into a building with a feeling of dread. Everyone seems nice enough. Kind of average. Not too scary.
I'm in a cubicle again. Like my last one, it has crown molding, but not as wide as the crown molding in my old cubicle. In all my years in cubicles, it strikes me as funny to get two in a row at two different companies to have this bit of structural flair at the top of the wall of a cubicle. It's an unexpected visual luxury in a place where it seems oddly inappropriate, like walking into a McDonald's and seeing they have marble floors.
It has one huge advantage over my old job, and the one before: I'm not on the road so much. As the crow flies, it's about 12 miles from my house. Since I am not a crow and don't have wings, it's 19. Since I have to swing by the babysitter's house, on some days it's 24. Still, that's half of what I was driving before. There are some good jobs deep in the heart of Houston I could have applied for, but didn't. That drive liked to have killed me. When I took it, I thought I could handle it. I couldn't. All the miles and miles and miles that I drove – between 80 and 100 a day depending on whether I dropped off my son and picked him up or my husband did – in the slow crawl of Houston traffic was isolating and exhausting.
We'll see how this goes.
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Date: 2010-01-19 02:26 pm (UTC)But in any event, Congratulations on the new job!!! :D
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Date: 2010-01-19 02:46 pm (UTC)Good luck with the new job!
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Date: 2010-01-20 07:09 pm (UTC)I'm hoping things go well and you find even more pros than you just listed, too :-)
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