Back on March 26, I was railing about the fact that I had been told that the job I didn’t think was quite mine, necessarily, but that I kinda thought I wanted and I’d been told that I’d have to move if I applied for the job and got it. But I had to make the decision that I couldn’t move right now because of my mom situation.
A couple of people here really encouraged me to rethink it, and I appreciated the input, but I just couldn’t do it. And… some recent events have confirmed to me that I made the right decision--just yesterday my mom was formally diagnosed with dementia, and she’s also had several falls recently including one that could have ended much more badly than it did--she cracked her head on the fireplace hearth in the last fall. Bad enough, but could have been much, much worse. Anyway, in retrospect, everything that’s happened with her in the last few weeks have confirmed that I made the right decision to stick around town.
So anyway, after I was told that I’d have to relocate and was out of the running because I couldn’t, another person in that position very unexpectedly quit, meaning that there were now TWO open positions, not one. A few days after that person quit, I got a call that they would let me apply for the position, and despite previously being told I’d have to move, they’d “consider” letting me do the job from where I’m at. I went for the interview and still there seemed to be some hedging along the lines of “we feel pretty confident that we’ll find people here….” I thought the interview went OK (not spectacularly, though, due some pretty serious insomnia the night before), but still didn’t feel confident because of all the signals along the lines of “you’re great, but there are a lot of great people who live in the City that would want to work here” that I kept getting.
So shortening this already long story--got the call today with the job offer. And raise. (And some very nice compliments about my work). So yay! Decent raise, a little more travel, but I get to keep my home base here, at least as long as my mom is still around.
And of course I bought my house, as I mentioned earlier. Haven’t moved in yet, but probably will move Memorial Day weekend. I’ve got a business trip for the new position that may delay that a bit, but it’s nice to not have to rush. But I’ve been spending money like a drunken sailor--got a FABULOUS deal on a dining room set from a friend who’s liquidating her parents’ estate--pristine condition, and while it’s maybe a little dated, it’s super pretty and very high quality, for an amazingly cheap price--$250 for a table, chairs, and china cabinet. But did spend some money on new living room and kitchen furniture. I’ve been slowly packing stuff, and anticipate recouping a little money selling some stuff that I won’t be moving.
I feel really good about everything. Ok, maybe not so great about the depletion of my savings, but I’ll be fine once I get my current house sold (decided to sell--had been thinking about renting). I feel like something has sort of become unclogged. I’ve been a bit ambivalent about my job, and the whole “you gotta move” thing pissed me off a little, because so many people are doing the job or similar jobs remotely. But I’ve also been a little “feet in two worlds,” too--really three worlds between DBF in Texas, here with my mom, and thinking that I’d have to move to that other city in the future. It was nice to close the door on the possible move, and there may be some changes on other fronts as well. I frankly don’t know if DBF will eventually move here or we’ll break up--sorta could go either way, and if it goes to breaking up, I’ll be sad, but that, too, opens some new potential doors. I think it’s going to be great to finally get into a house I absolutely LOVE, in a neighborhood that I LOVE and which feels safe. And it’s closer to my mom. While things are up in the air with my mom right now, it seems pretty clear what the trajectory is, and I’m committed to enjoying the time I have with her as much as I can. I took her to the doctor yesterday, and while that part sucked, the rest of the day--lunch, shopping, good chats--was great.
I’m also working on getting my mom approved for TennCare--Tennessee’s version of Medicaid. Medicare does not pay for in-home care, and TennCare (and Medicaid) does. If we can get approved for some help to come in and aid my mom with showering and some other things, she should be able to stay at home and avoid a nursing home a little longer.
So… I will be working a while longer, but I’d already committed to working as long as my mom is still around. I also have to look after my brother to an extent, so a little extra money in the bank can’t hurt. Right now I’m not feeling like there’s TOO much I’m missing out on by continuing to work--there’s some stuff I’d like to do, most particularly travel, but I think I can do what I want to working around my work, etc. I get quite a bit of vacation time with my company, the benefits are good, and every year I work I contribute toward more money in the pension pot.
It’s great knowing I have the flexibility to leave if/when I really want to, but I don’t think it’s right now. I figure having a new job will give me some new challenges and keep me engaged and interested for a while longer.
And my plantar fasciitis is almost gone, too.