High on life – even with a nasty cold (and no I’m not on cold meds either)!

Yesterday will count as one of those days in my life when things unmistakably went my way. Even if, for whatever reason, something occurs to change the outcome, I'll always remember how good it felt.

I started the day getting ready, with great care and attention to detail (meaning, every time Brandon brushed his face against my legs, I immediately wiped my pants down to remove the traces of his cold – you know what I'm talkin' 'bout, moms). I donned my black suit with the "power" red camisole and matching earring/necklace set so that I was coordinated perfectly. I made sure that every hair was in place and attempted to generously cover every blemish with a thorough coating of makeup. Secure behind my mask and costumed in confidence, I took Brandon to daycare and headed downtown.

I arrived about 40 minutes early, so I wandered around the building of my potential employer, thinking through how I felt about working downtown. On one hand, the commute is a drawback. I live in the 'burbs and I would have to bus in to work every day. The commute from my house – including some walking – will be about an hour going and coming. A drawback, but made better by the fact that this isn't a 40-hour a week job; it's 37.5 hours, and my workday will start pretty early – either at 7:30 or 8:00am. (Oy, my doctor’s appointments are gonna be tricky since my doc is in the burbs, too!)

I've worked downtown before and, except for the unending cigarette smoke, I can't really find anything to dislike about it. If I want, I can hop a bus and be at the Rideau Centre (my fave mall in Ottawa) in about 5 minutes over my lunch hour for shopping – a convenient perk when it comes to Christmas shopping, the season that's coming up WAY too fast!! Besides the Rideau Centre, there are shops all over the downtown area that offer a real variety if you're looking for a little retail therapy.

Perhaps even more important to note is the restaurants. Downtown is home to countless really good restaurants of just about every type of food imaginable. Of course, my diet means that I'll be sticking close to my desk and that will benefit my waistline and my bank balance. When I've worked downtown before, I spent a small fortune on food but I plan to brown bag it this time.

So, sitting in the ground floor of the building of my potential employer, I decided once and for all that I was okay with the possibility of working downtown. I have to admit that part of the attraction was that I genuinely liked everyone I'd met with so far and so it makes it easier to commit to the extra time I'll spend commuting. In a way, I'm kind of looking forward to the commute to catch up on reading/podcasts. Riding the bus is great for that. It also allows me to feed my gadget addiction with dreams of buying an iPhone or Sony eReader!

Finally, it was time for me to go upstairs for my interview. It was a short one – only 30 minutes as compared with the 1 hour of the first round. The intention was to be low-key and casual because I was there primarily to meet my prospective boss; she'd been on holidays when I was in for my first interview. Our conversation flowed easily and I felt really good about my answers as well as the responses from my interviewers. When I left, I was about 99% sure that I had just landed myself a job. Either way, I was told they were going to make a decision by the next day (today).

Back at home, I went about my day as usual and ended up getting a call for an interview at another company (the third in two weeks). I was interested in the position, so I agreed to come in on the off chance that things didn’t work out; you know, in case I was 99% wrong. About an hour after I scheduled that interview, I got a completely unexpected call from the HR representative at the company downtown. She was calling to give me a verbal offer. After giving me all the details, I unreservedly gave my verbal acceptance. Everything I was offered was in line with what I had hoped to get from them. After hanging up, I ran – I never run anywhere if I can avoid it – outside to tell Matt the good news. The adrenalin was flowing and I was thrilled to have finally succeeded at finding work.

Here's the funny thing about this position, compared to the others: it's a one-year contract. The others were permanent. Despite that, from the first time I talked with their HR rep, I just had the strongest feeling of rightness about the job. I could easily find myself unemployed again a year from now, but I’m going to hope for the best. Either I'll find another position within the same organization – especially if I really love it, or I'll look for the next opportunity that comes up for me. If my instincts aren't heinously flawed, this should be a really pleasant work experience for me and I'm looking forward to getting back into a regular routine.

The only downer about today was having a cold come on pretty suddenly. I’m relieved it decided to show up now and not in 2 weeks when I'll be starting my new job. I've missed working and I’m definitely looking forward to going back. That's one thing I've learned these last few months – I do not think I'm cut out to be a stay-at-home mom, no matter how much I’d like to try. Perhaps there will come a time in the future that will change for me, but until then I will continue to work outside the home.

I love it when I have a good day like this! And now I hope that I am able to get a nap today since I was up half the night with this lame cold. ;)


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A la carte entry, i.e., a lot of random stuff...'cause it's been over two weeks

I won't get into two weeks worth of stuff - that's too much to write about. But I've been busy dealing with illness - first Brandon's and then before he was well, mine. He's doing much better now and I'm getting there, too. Stomach flu in a 1 year old is not fun. Though I did come up with an idea for Pampers - diarrhea diapers. I really think they should design a diaper that extends up to about the baby’s armpits and perhaps make the band around the top similar to the leg openings to prevent further leakage. Then, extend the leg opening down the thigh, also to prevent leakage. I would totally buy this diaper and I'm thinking most othe would too. It would save embarrassment, laundry and, most importantly, time. Because who has time to do laundry when you’ve got a needy, clingy, sick baby to take care of? Anyway, the idea’s out there - take it and run with it.

I took Brandon with me to the mall today to try to find a pair of overalls. We went to The Bay and I've always been frustrated by how close together they put their clothing racks in the baby department. Hello - stroller central. They really need plenty of room between them! Well, I was shocked when I went in there today and there was enough room to move around...halla-freakin'-lujah! It's about time. That is until I tried to go down one of the two or three aisles they have in that department. To make room for the racks, they shoved all the aisles really close together so now you can just barely fit a stroller through (that's one stroller - forget about ever trying to fit two). I wasn't going to say anything about it until Brandon decided to stick his arm out of the stroller right as I passed by a mirrored wall. His arm got caught between the wall and the stroller and pulled back at an unnatural angle. He wasn't seriously hurt, but he wasn't happy either. So, I found an associate to mention my concerns to. She was very nice and has kids of her own so understood and related to my concerns. I just hope The Bay and other retailers will get a clue and stop cramming so much in baby departments that you can't safely get through when you have your children with you. It's really enough to make me stop shopping at certain places.

I'm trying to think of a business to start - one that I can grow slowly while I'm working full time and eventually be able to generate enough that I can quit my job. I'd just like to have more freedom to choose how I spend my time and do things that I'm interested in professionally. I'd also like to be able to spend more time with my family. Of course, starting a business is a lot of work, so I'm not sure how I can pull it off. I do have an idea that I'm pretty keen on, but I need to do some research to figure out if it's viable.

Last but definitely not least, I want to give a quick shout out to the West-Carleton Family Health Team where Brandon's doctor is located. I called Friday for a last-minute appointment at 11:45. I was booked in for a 12:45 appt. (lunch hour), arrived at 12:33, was called back at 12:35 and was in the car leaving by 12:55. I've heard so many stories lately from people who have been forced to wait ages to see the doctor that I must say that this office is very prompt and considerate when it comes to people's time. Doctors do important work, but it doesn't mean that they should be over-booking to the point that patients wait hours for treatment. It makes me uncomfortable when this happens, because I know that the doctor is overloaded, will likely rush me through my appointment and could very well miss crucial details. This is, of course, true of any profession when someone is overworked. I'm just so very thankful that - so far - this team of doctors manages time and patient loads well. Kudos to them!