One of my biggest, if not the biggest, goals of the year was to find a new career.
My plan was to be working in said new career last month. Yet here we are, October 18, just two and a half months until the calendar turns over, and it still hasn’t happened. Now, I know I don’t need to tell you this, kind reader, but shit doesn’t always go as planned or as fast as you want. Oh, yes, and patience isn’t one of my virtues.
I haven’t had much desire to blog because of my not meeting my self-imposed deadline; it’s left me very low and discouraged. The other reason is yet another bug took up residence in my body since the beginning of August; I’m just now starting to feel human again. I’ve gotten quite tired of the mutations I’ve picked up working in a hospital.
After I thoroughly soaked in self-pity, I stopped seeing what I didn’t have, then chose to look at far I’ve come and I’m absofuckinglutely amazed.
Last May, I met a friend for coffee. I told her about my plans to change careers, told her what it was, why I wanted to do it and she gave me two names of people to connect with. I looked at each person’s LinkedIn profile, listened to my gut feeling and I emailed Jane. (No, Jane’s not her real name; I’ve changed hers and everyone else’s.)
Jane invited me to a monthly networking meeting in June, where she introduced me to John. John helped me revamp my resume and my LinkedIn profile. He also recommended a book on interviewing, which has some great pointers.
In September, I attended another professional organization’s meeting. It’s a much smaller, less structured, group, but plenty of camaraderie. I sat next to Jill, asked her about her work (turns out she’s in my dream job), I told her where I was at professionally, she gave me the name of Joe, a recruiter who might be able to look at my experience and education, and see what, if any, gaps need to be filled.
I sent an email to Joe. Now I would’ve been happy with a phone conversation, but he suggested a face-to-face meeting, which happens later his week.
As an introvert, I’ve never been good at networking, yet people say it’s the way to find a job and I’m starting to believe it.
Of all the career and job paths I’ve tried, stunk at and eventually quit on, my current choice feels the most authentic – it feels like me and it’s why I’m chomping at the bit to get my foot in the door. Any door.
The current job zaps my energy every day. I leave with a headache – if I didn’t come in with one. And let’s not forget days like today when I’m doping myself up with Advil Migraine® and coffee to hold back a migraine.
I hate to admit this, but I’ve looked at other administrative jobs just to leave the current job. I don’t know if I will, because in my heart I know I’d be taking a step backward and I’ve already taken too many steps backwards.
Funny to think how a cup of coffee got the snowball rolling down the hill, even if the snowball is closer to a size of a marble. Crazy, it wasn’t even there five months ago, but it’s there now and it’s getting bigger.