The day of the bombing at the Boston marathon, I walked into work and was laid off. Normally, I'd go home and feel sorry for myself. The news help put things into perspective. By the time I got to the parking lot, I had called Husband and texted all my friends in the industry. By the time I got home, I had talked to a good friend and had requests for my resume. I had a phone interview on Tuesday and two additional phone interviews by the end of the week. I had three in-person interviews the following week. There was one organization that informed that I was one of two finalists for the position, and I would know by the beginning of the third week. Then, they wanted me to have another phone interview. After the final phone interview, I was told I'd hear something by end of week, but I was called a couple of hours later and given the job. I told them I had to think about it, ran around the apartment smiling like a fool and then called back to accept. It was a long three weeks, but it was nice to hear such good things from my references as well as have such a fantastic support system within my family and friends. I can honestly say I would not have been hired so quickly without them. I know I earned the quick hiring, but my contacts and friends got my foot in the door definitely.
So, tomorrow is my first day at the new job. Lots of changes. I'll be taking the train into DC for the first time. I've always worked in Virginia. It'll be my first new job in over 7 years which, in this industry, is quite awhile. I think it'll be a good fit, and I'm located in a nice part of the city and near many friends which helps. I do have tiny butterflies as any new endeavor brings, but I do think this will be good change in the long run.
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