Relief, reassurance and resolutions…

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As people who have been following my blog for a while (or have read my early posts / about me page) will know, last October I took a bit of a leap into the unknown, quitting my job and setting out on my own.  I had a plan, though perhaps it wasn’t as fully thought out as I thought it was when I handed in my notice, and a huge desire to change my life.

The plan, to work freelance doing what I was already doing – bid and project management – whilst moving into a new field – writing, editing and proofreading.  I knew it was a big change, though there are lots of transferable skills with what I do now, and that it would take time.  I had figured three to six months before I even saw a sniff of new work and maybe a bit less for my current field.

Three months later, where am I?  Well, I’ve had two offers for temporary work doing what I do, which has been a relief, and I’ve been training up for what I want to do, learning the trade from the ground up and not expecting too much but enjoying every bit of it.  Which was another huge relief – what if I hadn’t?

I have also spent some time getting to know other people who are currently doing what I want to do.  They are a wonderful group of people, helpful and supportive, and it has given me courage to keep going.  It’s also made me readjust my timelines for getting where I want to, but that’s o.k. I had wondered if I was being overly optimistic anyway and I wold rather be realistic and not be disappointed when the results are slower than slow…as long as there are results.

My days are fuller than I thought they would be and so much better now the stress of my old job is gone.  The lack of early starts and calls till late into the evening are not missed, and neither is the pressure. Just before Christmas, I met with old colleagues and my old boss.   Going to meet up with people, I was anxious.  I wondered how I would feel, if I would miss work once I started seeing people again, that I had made the wrong choice.

Listening to them talk about work, about the politics, the drama and the stresses left me knowing – without a doubt – that I had made the right decision to leave.  Realising this was another big sigh of relief and reassured me that, whatever happens, I will be o.k. because I am better in myself than I have been for the last few years.  I look better, I feel better, and I know others have seen it too – though what they were saying about me before given what they are saying about me now, I have to wonder 🙂

Now, though, the big push comes.  The training is done and the work of promoting myself and getting that first job needs to start.  Which brings me to my new year’s resolution (well one, the others are getting fit, eating well – the usual).  I want to write it down here so I don’t forget and – putting it out there – will hopefully spur me on.  In 2018, I will be brave.  I will not fall back on doing what I do but push forward so that this time next year, I can change my LinkedIn Profile and leave bidding and project management behind.  What about you – do you have any work-related resolutions?

Emma x

 

 

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Giving thanks for family and friends (and not the sales)

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I might live in England but, given I’m married to an American, celebrating Thanksgiving is a must in our house.  Unfortunately, we don’t get the two days holidays that we would do if we still lived in the States but oh well – you can’t have everything can you (and American’s don’t have Boxing Day so swings and roundabouts)?

I love Thanksgiving because it’s Christmas before Christmas – not with the presents but with the big family meal and, once it’s over, I feel like I can start playing a bit of Shakin’ Stevens and Slade.  There is nothing for me like getting everyone around the table and feeding them.  Tonight, it will be Cola Ham courtesy of Nigella Lawson (something everything thought was odd till they tried it an now I’m not allowed to make anything else). Continue reading

Smile (it might make someone’s day)…

selfie-465563_1920A couple of years ago, at a work’s conference, I was lucky enough to hear from a guest speaker who told the story of how he had been contemplating suicide and how a complete stranger, seeing he was in trouble, had taken the time to stop and talk to him, to find out what was going on and help him get help.

It was an amazingly powerful story but one thing in particular stuck with me.  It was when he said that, as he went out on what he thought would be his last day, he had made himself a deal – if one person smiled at him, just one, he wouldn’t kill himself.  For people who are feeling sad or lonely, he said, one smile can make all the difference. Continue reading

My “new life” one week in…

books-2560206_1920So, it’s October – the 6th of October to be exact – and here I am, a week into my “new life”, the one where end up healthy, wealthy, wise and happy, or at least that’s the plan.  So how am I feeling?  If you’d have asked me that Monday the answer would have been panicked.  I woke up with no job to go to, no emails that had to be answered, no one I needed to call or tell what to do.

It was the strangest feeling.   I was convinced I’d made the wrong decision and that I needed to start looking for a job, any job, before my life was over.  Seconds later, I decided that no one would ever hire me after they realised I’d quit my job without having another to go to willingly – what type of person would do that? – and just wanted to hide. Continue reading

Decisions, decisions

32Just over a year ago, I took a new job – a promotion with my current company.  It was a strange time, making the decision to accept the role as I wasn’t sure it was right for me but it seemed like too good an opportunity to turn down.

Why not for me?  It meant managing staff for one, something I hadn’t done much of before and hadn’t really enjoyed when I had.  Then there was the volume of work and the amount of potential travel involved.  I talked all these through with my manager (who I would be replacing as she’d also been promoted), family and friends.

My manager reassured me the support would be there and the amount of travel would be down to me.  My family and friends said if I didn’t try, I wouldn’t know….one person in a similar position had taken the “no” route and regretted it ever since, convinced she could do a better job than the person who eventually got it.   Continue reading

Welcome to every new me…

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Hi and welcome to my blog. I’m Emma, a forty-something wife, mother and worker-bee (not necessarily in that order).  I’m also a book blogger (you can check me out here).  Recently, I’ve been feeling the itch to write about more than books and, whilst I could change the way my book blog works, I already post there most days and didn’t want to overwhelm people following me there with posts they, quite frankly, might not be interested in (not to say there will be much of interest here either – well, other than to me).  So…

…I decided to start a new blog, Every New Me, one that lets me share my thoughts and feelings on things that interest me in the none reading hours.  As a bit of a magpie in life, that could be anything.  I look crafting, cooking, travelling, and learning new things.  I sometimes try and get healthy and have a love of beauty lotions and potions that I thought it might be fun to review.

See, a magpie.  Still, they do say variety is the spice of life and I’m excited to be starting something new.  I hope you might find something between the posts too – and if you do, let me know and one of the main reasons I love blogging is the comments and meeting new people (virtually at least).

Enjoy and thanks for visiting.

Emma x