I Got a Job!

I definitely wasn't looking for a job.

But when a boy scout about 7 years old delivers the annual town report to your door on a sunny Saturday in May, you can't help but think: "Oh my goodness. That's Buddy in 6 years!"

And when you sit down at lunch and start leafing through the town report, and a fluorescent green sheet with the bold title "Your Town needs your Help!" falls out, you can't help but look at it.

And you can't help but notice the top item: Council on Aging Clerk. Among the duties listed is preparing the final copy of the newsletter, and it's about 6 hours a month.

I knew immediately I was going to apply. I had worked at a newspaper for five years, and before that was Office Manager at the Women's Center at my college. This part-time gig was right up my alley.

I had to write my resume for the first time in eight years. I sent it in along with an application, had the interview last week and got the call Monday night.

I am ecstatic!

I've been told that 90% of this job can be done from my home. Perfect. I am excited at the thought of getting back into the working world, in a very small, hopefully manageable way. Last year, 2012, was the first year since I was 15 that I did not work. Even after I left the Gazette in August 2010, I worked there on and off through November 2011.

Buddy is 16 months old (the age Rosie was when he was born- unbelievable!), and Rosie is almost 3. They're more toddlers than they are babies and while they exhaust me most every day, I feel like I am ready to take this on.

I feel like this was meant to happen. I feel like you never know that God has in store for you, and you better believe He has a plan.

And when a Boy Scout delivers the town report, which has the job listing that you know you're going to apply for, you don't look back.

You just do it and see what unfolds.