Oh, my, gawd.
I got a job. A grown up 9-5 sort of job -- ok -- not really, but as close as I've had in a very long time.
I'm now the 4H cooridinator for Lincoln County. It's a job that has my name written all over it. Youth and community development -- leadership development -- working with volunteers.
Essentially it's stuff I do for free all the time, but I actually get paid.
I'm scared to death.
Why am I here? I applied so I would have financial independence. But right now while things are stable it seems weird. I have so many things to do at home, but it was such a perfect job I couldn't resist. I interviewed and I got the job.
It's overwhelming. The former coordinator was a friend and she did great things in the position that I'll be able to build on -- but her idea of office organization and mine appear to be a little different. I have to be in training quite a bit in the next week or so -- leaving my children for several days on end between scheduled trips and these new business trips. That makes me nervous.
But strangely -- even though I'm a little overwhelmed -- I'm pretty calm for the moment.
This is a job I can do well and in which I can make a difference. I seem to function a little better with more structure in my world -- and I'm already always tired so that won't make a big difference...
If God gives you what you need when you need it -- it seems sensible to follow this through.
More later --