I spent a lot of time around the new year driving all over and planning a New Year’s post for the blog. I was going to talk about years of learning and years of doing, and how I thought 2016 was going to be a year of doing. How I was taking the bike repair class and a photography class, the camping trips I planned and the bike rides and the races.
Then my life got totally turned on its head, and I’m still reeling from it.
I work for a company that does a lot of government contract work in the healthcare industry. The peril of that is that you’re rather at the whims of the government. Every time there’s a threat of a government shutdown or budget battle, we all hold our breaths a little bit. Unfortunately, sometimes the government can be even more whimsical than anticipated. Tuesday we found out just how much so. The contract we’ve been working under for the past 5 years not only wasn’t being extended, it wasn’t even going to be rebid in the immediate future. They loved our work and rely on us to help in preparing for the new request for proposal, but effectively our jobs were done, as of…immediately.
I sat in that meeting trying really hard to keep it together. I must have been white as a sheet, and my stomach was in knots. As a solo income, if I lost my job, we were basically done. Unemployment wouldn’t cover the mortgage, let alone all the rest of the bills.
Fortunately, our managers weren’t done. The VP of my group was in that meeting, as was the head of HR. the VP insisted that they valued us too highly to lose us, and so had been working since before Christmas to find us other jobs in the company at our current salaries. Which was amazingly generous of them, and one more reason I really love working for this company. Unfortunately, they were still working out the details, so it would be a few days before they could tell us what our new jobs would be. So I came out of the meeting still nauseous, but at least comfortable in the fact that I’d still have a paycheck.
Of course, then the washing machine broke, the cell phone debacle went down, and possibly the freezer stopped working. Still not sure about that last one.
Yesterday, I found out about my new position. I’m going to be a writer/database person in a different group in the company. Which is exciting, as it’s a new position, so I’ll get to help shape it as I’m learning it. But I’ll be on a different floor, so I won’t be seeing the same people I’ve been working with for the last 6 years, which is kind of overwhelming to this introvert. Since I didn’t interview for this position, I don’t even know my manager or the leadership team. I looked at the pictorial directory of the company, and I only recognize the faces of two or three of the other team members. And so many of them are YOUNG. Oy. But it will be good. They’re excited to have me, and I think there will be more room for me to advance there than there are in my current position. I don’t have a medical or science background, which the current group requires but I suspect the new group will be more flexible about. And with a little luck (and my usual stellar work ethic!), when the time comes to move to Maine, I may be able to take the job with me.
But right now, I’m still in freak out mode. I’m writing this as I wait for my first meeting with the new team, and then the fast descent into the new position. Supposedly I’m starting to train for it this afternoon, but I don’t know any details. I’ve packed up most of my cubicle, so I’m ready to go at a moment’s notice. As soon as I know where I’m moving to.
God, no wonder I’ve been comfort eating like a mad woman this week. Hide the donuts!