...it pours.
I've always found that things, both good and bad, tend to come in groups. From deaths to new babies, you can bet that when one thing happens, another thing is right around the corner.
On Friday I finally landed a job, after being unemployed since August of 2010. It's with a company that offers room for growth and strongly encourages its employees to contribute to charities. I'll be getting paid better than at any of my previous jobs, will work a stable 40-hour week and have the opportunity to have insurance (I've been without since November of 2008- yikes). I think what I'm looking forward to most about this job is the chance to get my allergies back under control and finally [hopefully] get my depression under control.
Shortly before I got the job offer on Friday, I had an unexpected phone interview with a hotel in downtown Cleveland. They're hiring representatives for their reservation call center and I must have seemed like a somewhat adequate candidate. They said they'd call me this week if the hiring manager for the department was interested in bringing me in for an interview. I completely discounted this opportunity because the hours don't mesh well at all since Brian and I are trying to carpool.
Well, I got a call from said hiring manager this afternoon, who wanted to schedule an interview for Thursday. Being the person I am, I hate letting people down and I am not always quick on my feet. I set up the interview but also made sure to get the name and phone number of the HM, just in case. I don't know what I'm going to do yet- part of me wants to go and see if I can negotiate better hours and see what the pay is like. The other part of me is so grateful to finally be on the cusp of having a steady flow of income that I don't want to jinx it.
I just don't know what to do. I've never been in a position where I could decide between two different jobs- how am I supposed to handle this? I'm eternally grateful to God for lending me a helping hand- I guess I just need some more guidance from Him to help me find the right path again.
Brian talked to his mom, who will talk to his dad (yeesh- I hate playing telephone) and let him know that we're gonna head to Michigan alone. Knowing that Brian has my back is a huge relief. Now I can focus on planning what I absolutely need to bring down with us on this first trip.
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