And so, I rear my head, sniffle, cough off to the side, and make the announcement that neither myself nor my family have perished of the plague. Thank you antibiotics.
For those interested, bacterial bronchitis does not go away in 10 days. It may not ever go away unless treated. If you have a cold that lasts more than 10 days, see a doctor.
I should be writing right now. I’ve run through my buffer of episodes for Dark Horizons, and now it is on hiatus while I recover. I mean I’m recovered, but I have a lot of catch up to do with the course I’m taking (Management Principles . . . oh joy) and around the house in general.
I’m back at work, though I get the chance to work from home regularly (twice a week). Awesome, right? Except it looks like that won’t last. I have a job offer that is a better position, but in a different ministry, and that means different working conditions for certain. I work in training design right now. This new job is not that, and frankly I won’t be able to talk about it on this blog or anywhere else. No, I did not get my “00” licence. No, I’m not going to say anything more than that.
The thing is, I won’t be bringing work home from this job. I’m going to miss working from home as much as I do right now. I’m also going to miss my boss, my team, and the work I do. I love my job. Honestly, I do. The new job looks awesome cool, but I have no idea about my boss or my team. I expect to love the work, but I don’t know if I’m going to love the job, if you take my meaning.
There’s always the chance that my present employer will offer me something to stay. Were I in the private sector, I would actually expect that. In the public service, it usually doesn’t work that way. I also have one big, huge liability. I don’t speak French.
In my present ministry, my forward advancement is blocked by my lack of French. I’m studying it, but the average length of time to get to the medium level (which really wouldn’t open up much in the way of opportunities) is between 4 and 6 years. Even if I could do it in 2, which some of my Francophone co-workers tell me I could do, that’s 2 years before I can even start thinking of further advancement rather than 2 years before I advance.
Or I could do it right now in a different ministry.
Now, will my present employer make me an offer? I’m not going to hold my breath.
So come March 1 (or possibly later, depending on how quickly this new employer gets me an official type Letter of Offer), I’ll be at a new job.
Change—I both love it and fear it.
