Last Thursday, I wrote a post on the fly while waiting to find out if I still had a [project management] job. Literally.
After three and a half hours
of focused work and productivity, I finally got the alert that someone in senior management was ready for me. I steeled myself and entered her office.
“I don’t envy your job today!” I said as brightly as I could. I was relieved no one from Human Resources was present; it was just the two of us. Apparently, they trusted us not to staple anyone’s face or set ergonomically correct chairs on fire.
She gave a kind hello, but didn’t beat around the bush.
Even though, yes, this was the career equivalent of, “I love you, but I’m not in love with you” or “It’s not you, it’s me,” I’d have time to blog, to bake, to blog about baking…
…to stop and smell the roses, to follow signs from the heavens…
And I knew someone who’d be particularly happy to have me home every day.
Another silver lining to all of this? The outpouring of support and encouragement from colleagues, friends, family and you. Some of you have even contacted me offline about job opportunities, and the ridiculously thoughtful Misty of Misty’s Laws just sent this care package:
My last day is the 18th, and after that? Well, if you thought my blog contests were epic before, hoo boy.
Have you ever made or considered a major career change?
123 thoughts on “Lemme Guess. My Future’s In That Folder.”
What kind of ridiculous corporate buzzword crap is that?
What a terrible way to give someone the boot!
My heart goes out to you, Jules. If I was in a position to render assistance beyond moral support, I’d be all over you!
Wait, that didn’t sound as creepy in my head……
Good luck in the future, young lady. I know you’ll be great at whatever you set your beautiful mind to.
Enjoy your extra time with Uncle Jesse! I swear, getting to spend the last 6 months hanging out with my pup made it so much better. Now that I’m back to work I’m missing the extra doggie time. Hopefully this will open the door to new and exciting opportunities.
The good thing about being a domestic goddess is that I won’t ever get laid off or fired. Who’ll clean the toilets or mow the grass? That stuff isn’t very easy to hire out (it is? Oh…well). Sorry about your job loss. I’m sure the pooch and hubs is happy to have you home!
Did you ever think you would be too young to hear the words “severance package”? I’m glad that you’re doing okay..