So I've officially been a blogger for a month now. I think I like it.
Apparently some of you do, too.
Thanks to everyone who has started following my random and scattered musings. I appreciate the comments and all the "followers". I'm still not really sure where this is going but I'm hoping that with some practice I will find my voice.
We're barely a month into 2011 and already changes are afoot. The major news in the Reynolds household is that I am getting a new job. Actually, I'm getting my old job back.
Before Roger and I jumped off the proverbial ledge of entrepreneurial adventure to run Romp n' Roll, I worked as an educational consultant for Commonwealth Autism Service (CAS). I really loved my job but in 2007 we felt that the time was right to try something new.
Little did we know that a global recession was brewing.
We continue to try to make Romp n' Roll work (and we're hanging in there...barely) but earlier in 2010, we saw that it was necessary for one of us to seek outside employment. I found a great job with The Faison School. It took me a little while to shake off the dust-bunnies but over the last 6 months I've been getting my speech therapist and clinician chops back in shape.
I was just getting comfortable with my current job when CAS approached me with a job opportunity. My first instinct was to say no. Commitment is very important to me and I felt that I had committed myself to this job at The Faison School. There were co-workers, students, and their families who counted on me for consistency and my clinical skills. On the other hand, this was an offer to go to back to a job that I had really LOVED.
It wasn't just the job, though. After everything that has happened over the last two years, I somehow felt a need to make a decision that was finally my OWN decision. For the last two years, I had been making dire decisions (literally, life and death decisions) out of necessity. This was finally a decision that I could make completely of my own volition. I had been grieving for two years for so many reasons: the reality of my daughter's illness, the reality of my daughter's death, the reality of our struggling business, the reality of having to take time away from a job that I loved to spend more time in a job that I merely liked. The more I weighed my options and discussed it with my family, I realized that this was a decision that I needed to make.
Faison was my transition boyfriend. There's a possibility that I was never going to be happy in that job because it would always be the job that I found as I rebounded from grief.
So I decided to break up with my current boyfriend. And go back to my ex-husband.
Roger has given his blessing.
The new job starts February 7th. No long courtship. No honeymoon. No pre-nup.
Looks like it's going to be an interesting year.
Apparently some of you do, too.
Thanks to everyone who has started following my random and scattered musings. I appreciate the comments and all the "followers". I'm still not really sure where this is going but I'm hoping that with some practice I will find my voice.
We're barely a month into 2011 and already changes are afoot. The major news in the Reynolds household is that I am getting a new job. Actually, I'm getting my old job back.
Before Roger and I jumped off the proverbial ledge of entrepreneurial adventure to run Romp n' Roll, I worked as an educational consultant for Commonwealth Autism Service (CAS). I really loved my job but in 2007 we felt that the time was right to try something new.
Little did we know that a global recession was brewing.
We continue to try to make Romp n' Roll work (and we're hanging in there...barely) but earlier in 2010, we saw that it was necessary for one of us to seek outside employment. I found a great job with The Faison School. It took me a little while to shake off the dust-bunnies but over the last 6 months I've been getting my speech therapist and clinician chops back in shape.
I was just getting comfortable with my current job when CAS approached me with a job opportunity. My first instinct was to say no. Commitment is very important to me and I felt that I had committed myself to this job at The Faison School. There were co-workers, students, and their families who counted on me for consistency and my clinical skills. On the other hand, this was an offer to go to back to a job that I had really LOVED.
It wasn't just the job, though. After everything that has happened over the last two years, I somehow felt a need to make a decision that was finally my OWN decision. For the last two years, I had been making dire decisions (literally, life and death decisions) out of necessity. This was finally a decision that I could make completely of my own volition. I had been grieving for two years for so many reasons: the reality of my daughter's illness, the reality of my daughter's death, the reality of our struggling business, the reality of having to take time away from a job that I loved to spend more time in a job that I merely liked. The more I weighed my options and discussed it with my family, I realized that this was a decision that I needed to make.
Faison was my transition boyfriend. There's a possibility that I was never going to be happy in that job because it would always be the job that I found as I rebounded from grief.
So I decided to break up with my current boyfriend. And go back to my ex-husband.
Roger has given his blessing.
The new job starts February 7th. No long courtship. No honeymoon. No pre-nup.
Looks like it's going to be an interesting year.
A new door opens....
ReplyDeleteGood luck Rachel! You're awesome, and any organization is lucky to have you as a therapist. I miss my days @ FES with you.
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