Are You Doing What You Love?

Today’s post- yes, it’s a tad late in the day- is another guest post by my friend Cristin Jordan. I almost feel like this post is for me. Hmmmmm….

 

There’s something to be said for actually doing something you enjoy. There was a time I had a mini anxiety attack every time my phone rang. I hated my job, but here’s the problem. This wasn’t my Plan B this was exactly what I went to school for and prayed about. This was what I said I wanted to do… until I actually started doing it. Tight deadlines and one murder after another started to wear on me. TV news sucks. My family got a kick out of seeing me on tv, but it’s not nearly as fun as it looks. Oh, and did I mention I had to work weekends??? And some mornings my clock went off at 3am!

But what I’ve come to realize is that it’s ok to change your mind. To transition. To walk away.  To try something different.  And why the heck would not want to grow. My friend Nadia Jones helped me to see that. She went to school a heck of a lot longer than I did, and I’m sure put in more time at the library to get her JD before deciding she wanted to change directions. As a mom blogger, and the founder of a successful conference for parent bloggers of color, she completely flipped the script, yet she’s doing something she enjoys. Can you say the same?

Think about it this way.  In Nadia’s case, or mine even, those original careers will be there in some capacity. If you take a step off your chosen path who’s to say you can’t come back to it later, if you so choose? And guess what-you may never re-visit what you thought was your first love. So was it a waste? Of course not. No matter where you are you can use the sum of your life experiences to help push you further. As a blogger, Nadia gets sponsored to write about different brands. AND I bet she doesn’t have to get a lawyer to look over those contracts. And the chick is a heck of a negotiator. As for me? Well… I can apply my make- up better than most, and on a more substantial level I have an un-paralleled understanding of how the media works, which is something that has helped me as I’ve transitioned into public relations. So go for it, figure out what you like to do, and do it. Don’t let your job get in the way!

Tales from a (former) Job Hunter

Well, you can guess by the title of today’s post that I have good news!  I was offered a job!!!  I start today, and I must say I am a little nervous.  The funny thing is that this was one of the 2 interviews I had in the same day, and I thought I BOMBED this one.  I knew that I nailed the other interview, but surprise of all surprises, I wasn’t offered the other position, and I received this job offer.  #gofigure

I do want to thank my family and friends that stayed praying for me, keeping my spirits up, and having my back.  It was truly appreciated.  Because I’m tired of anything that remotely looks like a job hunt, I am removing my resume from various employment sites and unsubscribing from various sites that send automatic e-mails for positions that “match your resume”.  I need a break. 

To those of you that are job hunting, stay faithful, and know that the job for you is out there.  Stay dedicated to your search.  Never give up.  Until next time, I’m just a Southern girl…in the city!

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I trust you all had a great Thanksgiving.  I did.  I was blessed with having friends in the DMV who were providing a SPREAD, which meant I did not have to cook a thing! 🙂  And of course, since my part-time job is in retail, I was working on Black Friday. 

I haven’t posted in awhile due to a number of things, but mainly because of my work schedule.  I’m working in the mornings, which actually works better for me (at the moment).  And by the time I get home, I don’t really feel like posting for the next day.  But here I am, and I have some updates!

I have an interview on Thursday!  Thanks to one of my sorors, she forwarded my resume to an agency that she has worked with, and they contacted me for an interview.  I’m hoping this leads to some good news in the near future.  And my part-time job was flexible enough to change my schedule. 

I recently heard from a representative that I interviewed with last month.  Honestly, I had given up all hope regarding this position.  But I got some news that I was still being considered; I just have to complete the “official” application.  And I’m guessing the next step is just me hearing back if I have been selected.  In the meantime, I am still applying for jobs.  Nothing’s guaranteed until I get an e-mail or phone call saying, “Ms. Elle, you have been offered a position with a salary of X amount per year.  Do you accept?” 

I know I’ve said this before, but I’m really thankful that I have people looking out for me and steering me in various directions and websites to go to.  It’s very appreciated, and I’m learning new places to look at each day.  I have to admit, it’s hard being so perky and cheerful and optimistic all the time, but I have to have hope.  Trouble don’t last always, and I’m really hoping to hear some positive news soon. 

On another front, even though this has nothing to do with job hunting, things are going fine with the New Boy.  So much so that we hung out together yesterday.  He took yesterday off and I had yesterday off, so I decided to bless him with my company. 😉 

So, that’s all I’ve got. I ask you to keep me in your thoughts and prayers, and send your good vibes my way! 🙂 Until next time, I’m just a Southern girl…in the city!

Tales from a Job Hunter 5

Exactly how I feel...

Anticipation.  It’s felt by a kid who goes to sleep on Christmas Eve waiting for the next morning to see what Santa’s brought.  It’s felt by the guy who has worked up the courage to propose to the love of his life in front of their family and friends and is anxious to hear one word…”Yes”.  It’s felt by the college senior who’s waiting on the acceptance letter from her first choice for higher education.  It’s also felt by the woman who has gone on two interviews and is waiting to find out if one, or even both, companies want to hire her.

I have been patiently waiting for 8 days to find out where I stand with the two companies I interviewed with last week.  While I feel really good about both interviews, one moreso than the other, it’s a PAIN waiting to hear back.  And I have to be honest, the longer the wait the more I feel like when I do hear back it won’t be good news.  It’s my personality to stay positive and keep a bright outlook, but it’s hard. 

There’s also anticipation regarding the other jobs for which I’ve applied in the past week.  That’s a killer as well.  Once again, I thank my family and friends who check on me, especially Southern Mom and “Southern Cousin”, who lives at the “Bottom” (my nickname for South Florida) and told me yesterday that she worries about those she can’t see…very reminiscent of Southern Mom, who has told me on more than one occasion and in hundreds of different ways that she wants me home; mind you half of the times were before I became unemployed.  🙂 

In any event, I will live in anticipation until someone calls me with a job offer.  And it WILL happen.  I have faith, and I’m a believer.  Until next time, I’m just a Southern girl…in the city.

Tales From a Job Hunter 4

This week has been utterly amazing!  The Jaguars won Monday Night Football (barely), and I realized just how many people are in my corner. 

I had a job interview yesterday, my part-time job offered me a full-time position during the holidays, and just this morning I received a phone call and have an interview next Tuesday.  God is truly looking out for me, and I couldn’t be happier.  Financially, it’s still a struggle, but I’m making it work.  I’m just very thankful that I have understanding creditors and understanding people in my life.

I was talking with one of my linesisters last night, and during our conversation, I shared that “Pride is a very dangerous thing.”  It causes us not to ask for help when we need it most; I think I alluded to this during my last job hunter post.  For the longest time, I only told a handful of people about my situation.  And I have to be honest, even when I went to Atlanta and saw some of my old classmates, I told a fib to the one or two that asked what I was doing in DC.  Why?  It was still a struggle for me to admit my situation.  I also shared with my friend Kelley how (most) Blacks are taught to “not put family business in the streets”.  That thinking has hurt us more times than not because it causes us to not seek assistance when we really need it. 

We have a habit of making others think everything is good because that’s when people will stick by you and when things are great.  When you’ve fallen or things are not as great as they once were, you see who your real friends are.  I am happy to say that the people who were with me when times were good are still with me now that things are not so good.  Until next time, I’m just a Southern girl…in the city.