I don't think I ever returned to talking about this whole job thing beyond feeling like a total dork during an interview. (I didn't get it, btw)
I believe that said interview and resulting reference check did result in a "new" job here at my work as I suddenly received a job offer from the executive director. I've since changed jobs internally and am making it up as I go along.
I am the Communications Director now. Doesn't that just sound so important?
It means that I can now legally and rightfully surf the interwebs while working. How cool is that?
Somewhere my teenaged self is freaking out. Hell, my adult self is freaking out a little.
I'm responsible for updating all the social media, managing the website, and writing newsletters. I also do the correspondence for fundraising and might, maybe, begin participating in grant writing. That last bit: not so much excited about because TEDIOUS.
It is the same 30 hours a week I was working but with a raise. I am no longer essential staff so I can kind of come and go as I please. I can work from home if need be. I am not in charge of anyone! Hoorah! I'm no longer responsible for what-felt-like everything. Huzzah!
As exciting as that is, it is a little deflating because I've gone from being busy and responsible for many things to not-so-much. It's a bit of a gearshift. I wonder if the lack of busyness and change is going to keep me happy and satisfied.
But a volunteer whom I hadn't seen for a few weeks said "You look really good." I wondered aloud that it was probably just from the vacation but she was skeptical. As it's no secret that I was so over the job, it was surprising that it was perhaps visible.
The weird part is that my office is now the old bookkeeper's office. She was "released" while I was gone, due to "budget cuts". It's strange to be in her old space. At least it's a new workstation and it's been nearly a year so any weird ju-ju is gone. We'll know the ju-ju isn't gone when they find me taking naps on the floor at work.
The other weird part is that someone else is doing my job. My old job that I observe every day. I try really hard not to be around to make the person uncomfortable but it feels like just being in the building is uncomfortable for her. (her issues, obvs, not mine)
So, lots of changes. It definitely feels like a "Be careful what you wish for" situation. I think it will be good though. It's a good change, even with the weirdness.