The next minute I was throwing together an application for a job that just happened to be brought to my attention and some 12 hours later I was agreeing to the suggested interview time.
Three weeks, a trip away and a whole lot of Christmas celebrations later I started a new job. My first new job in well over a decade, my first 9-5 job since before Makaila was born, and the first time I've been "employed", with a boss and all, in over 5 years. Yet despite the complete turnaround, the 180 degree pivot, it feels incredibly liberating.
I headed off on my first morning with nothing but the basics - no briefcase, no material, no maps or introduction files, no business cards and no preparation what-so-ever. It felt.... strange. Foreign.
It is a luxury. I have an office, that is mine. Mine alone. Not at a client's and not a kitchen table. I work 8 hours a day including a working lunch. An early start. An early finish. Two minutes from school and daycare, 10 minutes from home. A luxury. A job that uses a whole lot of my skills and experience, yet one that I doubt will challenge me all that far beyond my comfort zone. I know. It is early days yet and after 2 whole days at work I'm in the honeymoon phase, but the shoe fits so well.
The environment is international, my work is predominantly in English with my Swedish being an advantage. It requires me to be structured yet creative, organised and orderly yet flexible, social yet focused. It is different yet so very familiar, interesting yet comfortable.
It will be a luxury to be paid a salary once a month, to have a stable workplace, set hours and tasks, someone to tell me what to do. It is weird to have a job and yet be able to walk away from the job, not take it home with me. Never experienced that before. To be able to use my free time any way I choose, to not have to eternally be putting myself out there, thinking about where the next dollar will be coming from. And the best part of all, I will be able to use my creating energy, not selling my services, but building my site. Ahhh the freedom....
For 12 months I will cover someone while they go on study leave. Who knows what will happen along the way. But for now, I've killed my darlings, as the Geek Girls would say. For the next year or so I will have the luxury of a job and all that goes with it, and the time to continue building for the future.
Wow.... what a luxury. What a complete change from what I was expecting for 2010.