the road ahead

I got the job!!!!! I got the job I got the JOB!!!!

I'm going to be working in my chosen field--finally. It's like I've spent my entire career waiting for this moment. 2011 is shaping up to be quite a year: I am marrying the most wonderful man I've ever known, I am living in an apartment that feels like home, and I have work in my field! My life took a deep breath and finally exhaled. 

Today I had coffee with a woman I used to work with at UIC. I edited her PhD thesis, actually. Mostly, we caught up on each other's lives--she was also deeply dissatisfied with her previous job, and made a career move that turned into what she is doing now (and she enjoys it intensely). We talked about how when you are little, you think about your future and you know that what you want is to be happy when you grow up. 

When you get a little older, you start thinking about what would make for personal satisfaction: for me, it was around college that I realized I had a talent for editing. I knew I needed to pursue a career in publishing. I began working at the Oregonian newspaper and was smitten with the environment; I loved the hustle that went into putting out the paper four times a day. The on-the-fly copy editing, the search for a photo in the photo library--I knew that I wanted to be a part of the written word somehow. 

I've kept my goals in mind, but it has not always been easy. I took this administrative position at UIC last July, quit drinking, and realized that I needed to work in my field. It's funny, when you drink a lot (and I wouldn't call myself an alcoholic; I quit drinking because I recognized that it wasn't helping me or my relationship go anywhere) you stop really caring about your life. I spent 6 months in Portland "not really worried" about what I was doing with my future. My career matters to me, and I want to matter to my place of work. I'm looking forward to bringing my most talented, best self to my new Editor position on March 28. 

Here's to life!

Chicago before sunset. North Avenue looking east to Wells Street

take tuesday

Yesterday was the Big Interview. It went really well; it would be so great if they were to hire me! Ack! I want it so badly...but, I need to remember that I have other oars in the water, so to speak. I decided at the last minute to wear my glasses (instead of my contacts). To me, the glasses say, "Hire me. I am a competent editor who is comfortable with her intelligence." If I don't get hired, you will know what to blame--should've worn the "hotter" contacts. But seriously. I want this job.

Lev was in a great mood this morning. He was singing and making jokes on the ride to work. He feels my anxiety about this job. I probably won't get it. But it would be so incredibly great if I did! Cross your fingers please. Mine have been crossed since 1:30pm yesterday.

*UPDATE: They called me back! They want me! They are doing a background check and then drafting an offer letter. OH EM GEE!!!!