leaving …

May 30th, 2009

As part of the training for the job I got the promotion for, I had a week of school here this week. I leave tomorrow morning for two weeks of training at the home office location. I’m not looking forward AT ALL to being away for that long, but it’s what I have to do. I’m going to try to post updates here from my phone. We’ll see how well that goes.

Until then, enjoy a photo of Eliza at her pre-K graduation.

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No WAY…

May 17th, 2009

That was my response… uttered twice in disbelief, in fact… right before I burst into stunned tears. I’ve been working this job for more than two years now, hating most of that time. It was late last year before I really felt comfortable with what I was doing, like I really understood what I was doing. I’ve been in the Miami division (in name and work but not in geography) since January, and it’s brought it’s own struggle, mainly with the language barrier. Geez, I wished I’d taken a language in college.

But I posted (applied) for a promotion back in late March/early April. Getting a promotion at work was one of my 101 Things in 1001 Days goals. I didn’t expect to get it, and I was so delightfully surprised Wednesday when management told me I had gotten the job. I have four more days in this job I’ve hated (but been grateful for every day) before I begin training for the new position. I’ll do a week of training here at our offices and then spend two weeks of training at the corporate office. I have never been away from Mike and the kids for that long!

I have been blessed, though, with a really good group of girls who are being promoted along with me. If I could have hand picked the people who would go with me on this journey, I’d have selected most of these girls.

This is really exceptional for me. I am so humbled to have been selected, and yet, for once, I am absolutely certain that I got this based upon my work performance. I earned this. I am proud of myself for taking a job I had no training or aptitude for… for sticking with it when I felt so overwhelmed and unsure… for sticking with it when my supervisor didn’t so much enjoy me… for being willing to do whatever management asked of me and for trying to do it with a good attitude.

In the end, I am proudest of me for the way people seem to see me. My supervisor told me - before I knew I would get the promotion - that he knew management was considering me and that I was spoken of very well. That means a lot to me. I’ve had several random (well, they seemed random to me at the time) compliments from various individuals this week. I appreciate that people respond well to me, that they see me as agreeable and accommodating and accepting, despite the fact that I have struggled with this job, been discouraged by it, wished I wasn’t in it.

I believe that if people can see happiness in me, throughout all the difficulties of this job, then it must be Christ they see in me.

I wish I may, I wish I might

January 6th, 2009

I have my interview today at work for a promotion. I’m not really nervous, which actually makes me a little nervous. I’m silly that way.

Anyway, I’d really like to get the promotion, but I’ve heard that no one ever gets it on their first try, and this is my first post (as they call the application/interview process). And in today’s economy, I’m glad to have a job at all, so if I don’t get the promotion, I’m still employed, so things are really still good.

But it would be kinda groovy.

Anyway, the interview is today & I’ll find out if I got it or not by Friday.