I'm a little superstitious about this sort of thing, but figure just this once it can't hurt. I've applied for a new (old) job and am SO stressed out waiting for news about it! :frusty:
It's my old job, as executive director of a nonprofit trade association, that I left 7 years ago because I couldn't hack the commute or time suck with a new baby. I changed careers into something closer to home that pays the bills, but as the years go by the thought of staying in my new career just makes me ill. Now my old "real" job is open again, and I've sent in my application. I was in the role for 15 years and innovated every procedure they still use. We parted sadly and they tried to talk me into staying at the time. It's an understatement to say I'm qualified for the position. :Banane13:
(I have to say it was really strange to tweak my resume and write a letter of interest describing my qualifications for a job I basically invented. Has anyone else done that? Imagine writing your resume and running it by your boss for critique! :Banane11:)
Anyway, as often happens with organizations run by boards, there are all new faces at the helm now. If, for whatever reason, they have determined that a new direction is needed, I may represent the old direction and so suffer from their prejudice. So far I have no reason to think that's the case, but this period with my application on their desks and days of silence passing by, I can imagine all sorts of things. It's torture!!! And if they DO decide they want me, then we have to talk about what I need to make it work out--salary and part-time telecommuting, for example. As the former executive director (and current bookkeeper) I know exactly what they can afford and how telecommuting could easily work, but nonprofit boards can be stubborn.
So I'm putting my superstition aside and asking for good thoughts and crossed fingers. If this works out I will be reborn; it will feel like putting on natural fibers again after years of wearing polyester!! I just have to manage to breathe somehow for the next several weeks. AARRRGGGHHH!!!
I'm a little superstitious about this sort of thing, but figure just this once it can't hurt. I've applied for a new (old) job and am SO stressed out waiting for news about it! :frusty:
It's my old job, as executive director of a nonprofit trade association, that I left 7 years ago because I couldn't hack the commute or time suck with a new baby. I changed careers into something closer to home that pays the bills, but as the years go by the thought of staying in my new career just makes me ill. Now my old "real" job is open again, and I've sent in my application. I was in the role for 15 years and innovated every procedure they still use. We parted sadly and they tried to talk me into staying at the time. It's an understatement to say I'm qualified for the position. :Banane13:
(I have to say it was really strange to tweak my resume and write a letter of interest describing my qualifications for a job I basically invented. Has anyone else done that? Imagine writing your resume and running it by your boss for critique! :Banane11:)
Anyway, as often happens with organizations run by boards, there are all new faces at the helm now. If, for whatever reason, they have determined that a new direction is needed, I may represent the old direction and so suffer from their prejudice. So far I have no reason to think that's the case, but this period with my application on their desks and days of silence passing by, I can imagine all sorts of things. It's torture!!! And if they DO decide they want me, then we have to talk about what I need to make it work out--salary and part-time telecommuting, for example. As the former executive director (and current bookkeeper) I know exactly what they can afford and how telecommuting could easily work, but nonprofit boards can be stubborn.
So I'm putting my superstition aside and asking for good thoughts and crossed fingers. If this works out I will be reborn; it will feel like putting on natural fibers again after years of wearing polyester!! I just have to manage to breathe somehow for the next several weeks. AARRRGGGHHH!!!