It’s back to work I go.
Work has been funny the past couple of years. At the risk of sounding like a broken record, I worked in a media sales job for nearly six years and made life-long friends, worked for some fantastic people and a great company, but moved on for various reasons. I then worked for a local for-profit college when I got pregnant with Charlotte, lost her and then got pregnant with Ryder, which was interesting (to say the least). After my 12 week appointment with the high risk doctors, I turned in my resignation and decided to do my own thing for a while.
Don’t think that all I did was sit around and hang out. Hardly. I did contract sales for a local printing company, started my own promotional business and also did any other job I could find that paid at all. I kept Ryder home with me until he was six months old and then kept both of them home with me two days a week to cut back on expenses. If I was awake, I was worried about making ends meet, wondering how I could make more money and how much we would dip into savings before I needed to reevaluate my current career choice.
Don’t get me wrong, it was an unbelievable 16 months. I got to spend so much time with my guys, I wasn’t a slave to the pump when I was breastfeeding Ryder, learned how to go to Target and not drop $50, and I taught myself how to cook. We also went on a couple of road trips because there wasn’t any reason why I couldn’t hop in the car on a random Friday morning. The boys and I spent many days at local amusement parks, the beach and the pool on days they were home with me. And Brad and I got to take the trip of a lifetime to Europe for our 10th anniversary without having to ask for over a week off from work.
It was also eye opening to see how much money we spent shopping and eating out and thankfully our savings account didn’t suffer too much. But, I was not happy living to paycheck.
In July I heard that an account executive at a local television station had resigned. It happened to be at the TV station where several former co-workers from my last sales job worked. The hiring manager just happened to be my former manager at the same place (who I LOVE). I felt like it was a sign. I wasn’t going to just jump back into sales in media, I would only go work at this station.
Several meetings, interviews, online assessments, personality tests and coaching sessions later, I was offered the job. I happily accepted and last Monday was my first day.
I was so apprehensive about going back. Missing out on Chase and Ryder. Having to get dressed in the morning, the 40-50 minute commute each way, working in an office again. Getting into sales again. It was a lot for someone who has no one to report to but themselves for almost a year and a half. But it was time. I missed talking to adults.
Going back has been shockingly easy. I know we are only one and a half weeks in, but good grief! I wake up early, workout, get ready, get the boys ready, and then I leave. Brad has taken over the drop off duties, which makes my life so much easier! The commute hasn’t been as bad as I thought it would be, I have a window (with a view of the river) at my cube, my team is awesome and the entire department has welcomed me with open arms! It doesn’t hurt that I worked with four of my old coworkers and knew of several others just from my years in the business.
Every day I have driven home with a smile and happily been the first one at the office. I know it’s the honeymoon period and that I am in admin mode, but I already have some super creative ideas and I am more motivated than I have been in years! I am excited to work again and can’t wait to see what the future holds.