Friday, October 11

 by Margie Senechal

This is going to be a quick post because it's almost time to leave for work and because I have nothing prepared. I know, what's new?

I've been distracted for the past month because I applied for a new job with a new company in a new realm of working for me. 

I didn't get the original job I applied for, but was recommended for another spot in the company. I had my interview for that position last Monday-11 days ago. 

I hate this waiting period. I'm like Harry--now that I know what I want to do with my life, I want my life to start right now.

I'd be leaving retail (woo!) and going to work for a local credit union in the call center, but in the E division, meaning I'd get to use my writing skills in my job. Which would be amazing. Plus, it's an office job (my knees are rejoicing just thinking about it.) and I'd get a cubicle.

On the downside, it's in downtown Portland, which will mean a 30-60 minute bus ride twice a day, because I  refuse to fight traffic on my own. I like the group effort. 

On the plus side, I can read on the bus, listen to music, write, chill on the trip home...

Further on the plus side, I'll be in the heart of Portland, working and people-watching.

So, hold a good thought for me that I'll hear soon--either way, so I can stop being distracted and  get back to my book.

Have a great weekend, everyone!


  1. Sending good job energy, Margie! Sounds like a nice change for you!

  2. I hope the job comes through, Margie--you're due for a change, and a good one! Loved your post.

  3. I'm sending good thoughts your way, Margie. I had a chance to visit Portland several years ago and I thought it had a really great downtown. It'll be a fun place to people watch. Best of luck!

  4. Good luck, Margie! I'm crossing all my fingers and toes for you ... you know, as soon as I finish writing this comment!

  5. What is it about so many of feeling like we're just "waiting" right now? I call it that "in the hallway" period; where you're waiting for just the right door to open up. Eventually, it will. I guess learning patience is one of the hardest lessons in life - at least it is for me.