The Job - Part 2

Look how big Baby Turkey is getting!

Here's a few more details about the job decision - for the inquiring minds.

First I want to preface this by saying - I wasn't looking for a job.

I'm never looking for anything - things come across my path - and they sound like fun.

My problem is that I want to do everything.

If it's fun - I want in.

Work at Starbucks? 

FUN!

Macy's make up counter?

FUN!

The garden center, the bookstore, the library?

FUN! FUN! FUN!

When the health club job popped up - I thought ...ohhh, I can wear cute workout outfits and make smoothies for people and then I can use that money to pay for a personal trainer.

SO - I'm supposed to be there at 8:30am on Thursday morning (a week ago today) - so that I'd talk to him before the hardcore workout class.  I thought I'd look better.

Now...classic Jayme behavior - I do not look at the address of where I'm going, because I'm under the assumption - which I have no idea where I got that assumption - that this gym was near Home Depot, in the old Gold's Gym building.

I leave 45 minutes before the interview - it's a 20 minute drive.

I stop at a yard sale on the way - I've got plenty of time.

I get to the old Gold's Gym building, and it's completely abandoned.

Now - remember, I got rid of my cell phone?

Ya.

So I see this guy loading a van and I ask for help.

He looks on HIS smart phone and gives me an address...I had no idea it was that far out!  I am going to have to hustle.

I hustle.

That's not it.

That's a gym called American Fitness - not BodyMaxx.

I stop at the farm stand next door and they tell me - oh that was BodyMaxx until recently.

I ask for a phone book.

Remember those?

It's not in there.

I'm now 10 minutes late for the interview, I have no phone, and I have no flipping clue where the gym is.

I get in my car...

it won't start.

I smile and say 'ok God, this is your answer'.

I start driving home - thinking I will call and apologize profusely to this man for wasting his time.

I decide to try ONE more time to find the place, and I pulled into the Dish Network office and found a super nice guy that looked it up on the internet, printed me out a map, and handed me a phone to call the guy.

He got a hug.

He still wanted to interview me, and laughed at my predicament.

I showed up 45 minutes late for the interview.

Great first impression...

"Um, I like totally don't know where your gym is at, and like, I don't have a cell phone".

We had a great conversation.

I told him - I don't want to work Fridays, Saturdays, Sundays, Mondays, or nights.

I need unlimited vacation time off.

He said...ok.

Ha!

I felt excited and thought I would take the job, all weekend, that was my plan.

Then I found myself starting to feel anxious.

Sunday and Monday, Aaron is here.

Tues - Thurs I would be at the gym.

Fridays I clean for my neighbor.

That leaves Saturday.

It made me itchy inside.

I am very fortunate that I don't have to work, although, if you saw my bank account, you might disagree.

I am just happy with enough.

Enough to pay the bills, enough to buy food.

Enough.

I'm not willing to trade my time for a sense false of security.

Trust me, the little I would make from a job certainly wouldn't offer any security.

It might offer steak instead of ground round.

Interestingly enough - I found myself being a lot freer with spending at the thought of working again.

Selah.

But for whatever reason, I had the hardest time making a decision.   I kept fearing that I'd make the wrong one.  I had no peace with either decision at first.

I'll take the job.  Hmm....I don't know...it doesn't feel right. Am I just scared? Have I become too comfortable at home?

I won't take the job....ooohhh, what if I'm missing a blessing?  I need to give back, blah blah.

Then I just starting thinking this:

I would be exchanging a good 18 hours of my time a week to work with a personal trainer for 3.

Not a good trade.

I finally felt peace.

I thanked him for my time, and declined the job.

Once a decision was made, and in stone...I really felt good.

I felt relieved.

I think it was the right decision for me.

Stay tuned...next month I may join the military, start a new business or decide to take a solo sailing trip around the world...

Never a dang dull moment.