You can call me one of the lucky ones.
- Usually the heartbreaker, not the heartbroken.
- Winner of small things. Box seats for the ball games, a ring, a watch, a box full of items from a craft bazaar (twice!).
- Having twins.
- Marrying the nice guy.
- Being tall, thin and blonde. (Well, not necessarily all those things anymore.)
- Did well enough in school.
- Good at sports.
- Well liked on the job. (Again, …..mostly)
- Able to travel – a lot!
So to many, I am the lucky one. Perhaps I am with some things I suppose. But for the most part, I see it another way.
With most of these things; the guy, the school, the life, there is generally a choice involved. And they have not always been the right or best ones at the time. I have made blunders. I have hurt people.
I made huge mistakes when I was younger, in school. Such foolish days.
I made better choices later in life. Like marrying my husband. Having kids. Always trying to be a good mom. Moving overseas. Working hard. Loving life. Being optimistic.
Still, other poor choices along the way. Particularly when it’s comes to some jobs I’ve taken.
I think I’ve been ‘offered the job’ following every interview I’ve ever had. And I have had many interviews. Therefore many offers, and (no surprise here) many jobs! And here I sit again today, with another choice, about another job. Lucky me.
I was thinking today that I have always accepted the offers. I have always taken the job. Though I may have negotiated the details, I don’t think I’ve ever just said “no-thanks”.
I wrote about this particular scenario/new job prospect a month or so back and wasn’t keen on the idea then. I’ve now had both some time away and further discussions my prospective employer. I can do the job. My employers seem like great people. It looks to be an exciting new business opportunity – for them. They’ve upped the ante with regards to my salary. They ‘like me’. But for me, if I just look at The Job, it’s not at all what I want to be doing.
Of all the things in my life, my career-path or finding a work-related outlet for my enthusiasm, work ethics, skills, smarts, passion, creativity, and ideas is what I struggle with most. So maybe I need to make a different choice.
Simply put, today I said no-thanks.
Good AND bad choices when young are how you grow to independence and shapes your character. You made a brave choice today. . . . hope it is the right one. xxx
You’re right. And I think the choice is right, as I feel okay ‘sitting with’ the decision.
One more thing I might add…. is I AM lucky to have the choice as many do not.