I have applied for a job. And now I am waiting.
It’s not like this is something I haven’t done before, but this time it feels different. Not different because I know, deep in my knower, that I will get an interview, or the job itself. But different, in that I feel like a transition has occurred. I made the decision to apply while riding the train to Wellington a couple of weeks ago.
I am applying because I want to work, and despite the fact that it might be easier for my family if I didn’t.
I didn’t originally set out to be a stay-at-home caregiver and parent. In fact, once the reality of parenting an ASD kid set in, I would gladly have gone back to work.
And while homeschooling two sick teenagers through NCEA, I longed desperately every morning for a coffee break, some smalltalk over the water cooler, fewer dramas, and a regular salary.
But things just didn’t work out that way, and now I am feeling restless.
As a family, it feels like we have the hardest years behind us. Please let it be so!
In addition, I have a PhD and I would really, really like to use it! So, I have sent in the first application, and rescued the automated reply from my spam folder.
Now, all I need is for a whole truckload of Science jobs to become vacant in my neck of the woods.
While I wait, there is always more quilting to be done….
…and time spent quilting is never wasted.
The Pansy Quilt, (or, Damn, how did I miss that? quilt), is another finish from my third quarter list in the 2016 FAL.
Also linking up with Sew Fresh Quilts.