Well, first off, thank you SO much for all of your encouraging and wonderful comments! Maybe the nay-sayers were intimidated by the cool kids and decided to stay in the band room during lunch, but everyone who responded basically said: go for it!
Which prompted me to think a lot this weekend about having ‘dream’ jobs, and how few of us ever have an opportunity like that to pursue. And how it’s sort of a new phenomenon, this wanting to follow our bliss and actually be happy at work.
In MY day, we had jobs. Good jobs that paid the bills and that’s all we cared about. We were ‘happy’ with our jobs if we didn’t get our hand cut off. Or run over. And on the weekends we had fun things to do, only it was called the SUN and we would stare and stare until our eye balls burned out of our heads. And then, blinded, we would walk uphill — both ways — to our good jobs the following Monday and work and work and work until we dropped dead. So there.*
But then it was hot (SO FLINGIN’ FLANGIN’ hot my brain melted and drained out my ears) and that was the end of that.)
So, after a long discussion on Friday night (fueled by only a couple glasses of wine. Each.) we decided to go for it. BeBop’s gut was telling him to take the job, and my instinct was saying the same thing. So, today he contacted the person at Company B to say, "YES, I will take it! I will give up my new job (that ohbytheway took me a year to secure) and take this chance that during the two months you will all come to love and adore me! And if by some chance that doesn’t happen my wife will kill me. Kill me DEAD. And I will be forced to secure some kind of rip in the fabric of time to go back and undo this."
Okay, he didn’t say exactly that, but you get the point.
And then?
And then, she said, "hold on a minute there, partner…the people who interviewed you for the job job a few weeks ago still like you and might want you for THAT job. So they don’t want me to finalize plans for the temp job yet."
So. Once again as soon as we think we have a plan in place, that perhaps we can tempt fate by getting into something resembling a calm and stable life, things get screwy! Screwy, I tell you! Dogs and Cats Sleeping Together Screwy!
We’re in a holding pattern now, waiting to see if the people can make a decision about the ‘real’ job, which would be his preference (no duh there). And if that doesn’t happen, hopefully the two-month gig is still an option because now that we’ve made a decision and gotten our hopes up, it would be just cruel to take that away.
You know? Just like when you try and try to make something happen, something that you and your significant other desperately want, and you do everything in your power (and more!) to create this outcome, and then you wait and wait and wait to see if it’s working?
Yeah. Like that. Something we fertile-ly challenged have noooo experience with, right?
*Props to that crotchety old man character Dana Carvey used to do on SNL about a million years ago
What on earth is going on? I step away to make quick phone call and have a smoke and you’ve got all these new posts, and BeBop’s got dream job issues, and I didn’t even get a chance to RESPOND before the plot she started a-thickening…UGH! I feel so excluded.
But seriously, WOW! I mean, it sounds chaotic, but like things are moving in a really good direction. If it were me, I’d take the news of the permanent job at Company B still being possible as evidence that the “follow your bliss” decision was the right one. Looks like Company B is meant to be in the picture for BeBop — so just go with the flow! (And keep us posted!)
Man, how exciting! Fingers crossed that all works out in the best possible way.