Life Lately: The Great Lock In

Hey Girlfriend,

I know it’s been a few months since we spoke, but there’s so much I’d like to share and catch you up on. After my last blog post I continued to go to work every day-at a job that I hated. I couldn’t afford to just walk away with nothing lined up. That job was my very last travel social work assignment. I can’t wholeheartedly say I’ll never go back, but I hope I never have to…

I started seriously applying for permanent jobs in September of last year. I went on a few interviews but nothing came of them. I even walked out of an interview because the skilled nursing facility (SNF) was so unorganized I knew it was not a place I’d like to work. To be honest, I was very sad walking out of that interview because I always thought I would be a Director of Social Services at a SNF at some point of my career. This wasn’t just sadness-it was grief. This facility did not value me or my time from the moment I walked in. The receptionist didn’t know I was scheduled for an interview, she gave me a 35 page paper application to complete, and I overheard someone say, “Yeah, she said she’s here for an interview.” Clearly indicating no one knew I was supposed to be there. My job search had been filled with rejection and self-doubt. I must’ve applied for 50+ jobs and only received five emails or calls for interviews over six months.

I decided to take a travel contract in November. I’m thankful for my husband and the financial support he provided, but I needed a job. This assignment started out okay but soon turned into a hell I didn’t care for. I did a phone interview for my current role and immediately was asked when I could come in for an in person interview. I had no availability for three weeks, but to my surprise they were willing to wait! I took that as a good sign. One week after my interview I received my formal offer and gave my two weeks’ notice that day. I didn’t waste no time, haha. Soon you’ll get a post all about my new role and another about my experience as a medical social worker.

In addition to getting a new job in the month of April, I turned 35! Once I decided that turning 35 was a new beginning I no longer feared it. Being 35 doesn’t feel much different from being 34 but the feeling of “locking in” is stronger than ever. I know that the older you get the harder it is to lose weight and I know the benefits of lean muscle mass. Right now, my physical health is my number one priority. I will say I did fail the 10k step challenge on day 41 but I’m still moving my body every day. I know that 35 isn’t necessarily old, but I’m also not a spring chicken and it’s time to get established. I’ve set some goals and I have a few things I’m working toward-you’ll hear more soon, I promise.

This is my “Great Lock In.” The days are going to pass whether I commit to showing up for myself or not. Why not just show up? And this is not just about me-it’s about you too. Are you showing up for yourself right now? Girl, I hope so!

 Let’s chat soon!

Love you, mean it.

Tass