The title says it all, but apparently my loyal readers are clamouring for details. So here goes.
Back in December, I met Mr. B at the charity Christmas party. He came up to congratulate me on my award and mentioned that he had been at the ball and was impressed with execution of the event. Over champagne, we chatted about my past work experiences as he was curious as to how I had gotten involved with fundraising and event planning. I told him all about my professional past. He mentioned that he owned a small building and maintenance company and that he was looking for someone to work in the office managing the administrative end of the business. Would you be interested in something like that? he asked. If so, give me a call and we'll set something up. And voila, just like that, I had a job! After months of sending out CVs and applications and at times literally pounding the pavement and dropping of job apps in stores and such, all it took was a Christmas party and some champagne and some mingling with fellow guests to get me into the coveted "Employed Only" club!
I was a bit afraid that he might be put off by the fact that I was going to be away for a month, but apparently that worked well for him since his business was shut over the holidays. When I got back last week, I gave him a call and we met last Friday to hash out details. He needs an office manager/administrator type person to take the reigns and maintain and manage the in flows and outflows of the business. He also talked about potentially doing some work to grow and expand the business beyond its current roster of recurring clients. So far so good. The catch was that the office was located outside of G Town, in a suburb east of the city. There was a bus I could take from the city centre, but that would mean an hour's commute - at the very least. The job would also require me to work independently for the most part. That is something that I'm used to; what is new is the fact that I would be totally on my own, no one else in the office. For someone who is driven by social interactions that is going to be a toughie.
Still, as the adage goes, beggars cannot be choosers. I started on Monday and we're going to take it a day at a time. Hopefully, this will be the turning point that has elude me for so long.