Friday, August 15, 2014

The #FatChick Finds Light at the End of the Tunnel #MyWANA #amwriting


Welcome back to Memoirs of a Forty Something Fat Chick. The last time we were together, I'd just received devastating news about two job opportunities in Washington. At the time it seemed like the bump in the road was more like a mountain. This week it appears that my new life path is opening up...

there's light at the end of the tunnel, peeps!

The loss of the first "sure thing" positions sent me into a tailspin. That part I won't deny. Devastated doesn't cover it. I had to take a long, hard look at my life and what was going on in it. What looked back at me wasn't pretty. I needed to take stock in what was really important in my life and stop worrying about the small stuff.

This video sums it up well. Take a look...


Instead of being thankful for the important things in my life, I lamented the possible loss of my job...

Okay, that part was a distinct possibility, but my coworkers proved to me they had my back during this transition and willing to keep me around for another six months or more until my husband and I could move to Washington.

Then another blessing showed up via email. The recruiter had additional opportunities she wanted to discuss with me. I talked to her yesterday and they're looking at starting up two new programs: a mobile veterinary unit at one hospital and a salaried position as a relief veterinarian to float between hospitals. The latter had an ultimate goal of finding a permanent position at one of the hospitals. She had two other opportunities opening up within the next few months as well.

Needless to say I'm once again hopefully optimistic about the possibilities presented to me. All of them appeal to me and my ultimate goal of moving to part time after a few years. I would also be able to stay with the same group of hospitals I've been with for the last twenty-one years. 

Bottom line: no matter what I'll be starting a new adventure with my husband when he becomes an official civilian on September first. Wherever we go, whatever we do, we'll be TOGETHER. He has school and a part time job lined up. I've been told by the recruiter she will find a position for me so I can stay with the company, and we will find a place to live to fit our needs.

The details are still fuzzy, but the foundation is strong. We just have to build on it. 

In the meantime, I'll keep writing and editing the three books I have coming out over the next three months. When I look at my life like the empty pickle jar...really see what's important...I'm truly blessed. 

The rest is sand...






Until next time,
The Fat Chick

Friday, August 1, 2014

Another Bump In the Road for the #FatChick #lifegoeson #amwriting


Welcome to Not Enough Time in the Day and Memoirs of a Forty Something Fat Chick. These posts are meant to detail my journey through finding my way back to a healthy lifestyle and everything else that gets in the way. :)

This week I'm sad to report we're not moving to Washington as soon as we had hoped. Both positions dangled in front of me as sure things have been filled by other candidates. While I'm sad...okay, pissed it all went down this way I have to admit I'm a touch relieved.

Sure I didn't appreciate being informed through an impersonal email of the decision to go with people already in the state instead of waiting for me as they promised they would do, I'm grateful for the additional time to get our affairs in order here. There is so much packing and purging to do before we can leave. I didn't know how we would have done it in less than a month. 

Twenty-one years in the same profession and nearly all of it with the same corporation/group of hospitals across the county should mean more in this day and age. It does mean the world to my fellow coworkers who rallied around me when I opened that fateful email. They were shocked too...maybe more than me. They've been preparing themselves for my departure for the last few months and now this set back is a win for them. 

Even though leaving them would've made them sad, every single one of them were behind me 1000% as long as I was happy. Seeing me upset broke their hearts but the encouragement they expressed that day reinforced my faith in people. Now they're busy trying to ensure I can stay here in California as long as I need in order to get through this bump in the road to Washington. Words cannot express the love I feel for these beautiful people.

My cup runneth over...




Except for the damn summer cold I picked up! bwahahaha!

Take care my friends. I'm off to get some rest from these dripping sinuses.

~The Fat Chick