I thought I was having the week from hell. So many frustrations, so much agonizing. I was drifting, and I didn’t like where I was headed.
And then suddenly, I got this call yesterday regarding one of the many many job applications I have made. I was invited to an interview. It was short notice, but I attended the interview this afternoon, having had only a day to prepare myself for it and do a 10 minute presentation in front of the panel.
I went. I did. And I was just getting back from the interview when I got a call from them – I was the last person interviewed, and they offered me the job!
Believe it or not, I pretty much knew I had it in the bag as I was driving back. It’s a somewhat similar role to my current position, and there are many transferable skills. I was almost hoping I would not be offered this job. Why? Because I want to stay where I am and avoid all the changes and stress that will come from starting a new job. Because my current contract does go on till December, and who knows, maybe I can negotiate yet another extension on it. Because this new job is only a one year contract.
My brother told me it was a no-brainer. Take it, he said. You have no guarantee where you are right now. With the new offer, at least you buy yourself a year. Not to mention it *is* a better offer. More money, less hours. But I expect a lot of work – good hard work,… something I’ve been longing to do.
I sat down with my manager and told him I needed to know what the outlook was on the possibility of extending my contract (which expires in December) into the new year. He said it wasn’t likely. Budget constraints. I told him I had an offer someplace else, but I wanted to stay it I can. He said he’ll have to see.
Is it really a no-brainer? I don’t know. All I know is that I’m afraid. I’m afraid of letting something familiar go. I’m afraid of losing everything I know and getting myself into a bigger mess. I’m afraid of failure. I’m afraid of the unknown, of new things. I’m just afraid.