I applied for a job this week, which in and of itself doesn't
seem like a very big deal. And it isn't. Only it is.
And it’s not that I can’t handle the job, because I think I
can.
And it’s not because it’s a bad job. In fact, I think it’s
an awesome job. It’s just a job I had never considered before. One I didn’t
really know was out there.
And it’s not because I feel as though I’m being forced into
something that I don’t want to be doing. That’s not the case at all.
It’s a big deal because if I get it, it’s a complete and
total departure from what I have been doing and what I had planned to be doing
in the upcoming months (or years.) It is not something that was in the PLAN.
The master plan. The one I've been crafting for a very long time now. But, you
know, sometimes the plan you have isn't necessarily the best option. It’s just
that you don’t know there’s another option.
And it was all a fluke and a Craigslist ad and a lengthy
email.
It lead to an interview with a woman who instantly felt like
a friend – both old and new. A highly successful, well-established, world
traveled friend.
And even if I don’t get the job, I’m richer for the
experience. Because now I know that even if Plan A doesn't pan out, there is
always Plan B.
