I think I might have mentioned a few posts ago that I went on a job interview. It was at a call center just down the street from the house, within walking/biking distance, and it was on an account that handled time-share accounts, dealing with time-share owners, etc. The interview was good. I got to stretch my muscles a little bit there. Downside was sales–not really direct sales, but still, there were quotas and “metrics.” Oh, how I hate that buzzword. That and “leverage.” I’m like John Cusak in “Say Anything”, a movie I have never seen, only that scene where he tells his girlfriend’s father that he doesn’t want to sell anything. I so relate to that. I hate sales. I know some people say life is all about selling yourself, selling whatever, but I hate it anyway. Do you want it? Buy it or save up for it. Then get it. If you don’t want it, I’m not going to waste my time trying to talk you into it.
So, after the good interview, when the interviewer asked me to add some things to my resume which were outside the chronology I had listed, I went home, thought about it and then emailed her and told her I wasn’t interested in persuing things any further. That felt good. Relief. Light. I got clear again. I want to stay here and work. That’s the decision.
So. What does Abraham always say? Align your vibration. I did that. My vibration very clearly said, “Stay home and keep working.” So, what happened? The next day, I got a call from a recruiter from another transcription company. Smaller company. DOES NOT OFFSHORE any work. A former co-worker at my other company referred me. He knew a lot of the people I had worked for and a couple of them work there now. So, we got down to brass tacks and here’s the deal–I’ll be on one specialty account–a big teaching hospital in Florida, lots of ESL, but what else is new, higher line rate for straight transcription AND speech, and–get this–I will work three 12-hour shifts on Saturday, Sunday and Monday and have FOUR DAYS OFF!!!!! Can I get a WOOT? or even a WHEEE!?!? That’s about as close to being retired as I’m going to get. My shift will be 7 am to 1 pm, then a 5-hour break and work from 6 pm to midnight. I’ll get my early mornings back for myself, I’ll have Friday night off for socializing and the rest of the time, well, let’s just see what unfolds. My last day at the current place is tomorrow. Training on the new job starts Wednesday and that will be 9-5 until they release me, so I’ll be a busy bee for a while.
G’s a little anxious about it–I could read it like a book. She thinks I’m going to sit around all day and mope, I guess. Or sleep. Or whatever. Doing anything that she classifies as “not busy.” But I have a plan and I want to set a schedule for myself just so that exact thing won’t happen. Which is not to say I won’t take a nap or two. But I plan to use this time that’s been given to me and not twiddle it away. This is a blessing. I’ll miss the weekend stuff and I’ll have to finish watching DTWS online, but FOUR DAYS OFF. AND an actual raise.
See? Alignment and clarity. That’s all it takes.