In order to fully appreciate this post, you first have to read this one over here about change. Go on, I’ll wait for you.
I wrote that last Monday, imploring the universe that I was ready for my change, ready for the explosion.
On Tuesday, 24 hours later, the stars aligned, and signs from months ago suddenly became clear. A twist of fate, at the 11th hour of someone’s decision, put my name in front of their eyes, and on Wednesday there was an explosion.
I knew that if I kept plugging along, kept working hard, kept working on myself, that it would one day pay off. The hard part for me was being patient and waiting for that day to come. It seems it has.
Last Thursday I resigned from my job of the last 4.5 years and in less than two weeks I will start my new job, a job I am hoping will be every bit as great as I think it will be. There are so many perks or benefits to this new job, the best one being that it’s 30 hours a week, mostly Monday to Friday, whatever hours I want to do. Yep, you read that right. I have been working part of each weekend as well as public holidays for the last 5.5 years. Finally I am going to have some “normal” hours. This job combines all my experience plus my study, it has room to grow, room to move, room to learn and most importantly, requires the use of my brain. It is flexible. That’s something I’ve not had in a job for over 7 years.
I said at the start of the year that this would be my year. A job change and finishing my masters would make the year a pretty good one I think. While I am a bit nervous about this change, I am also excited, and I feel like the way it came about means that it was just meant to be. That makes me feel much less nervous.
People had told me to ask the universe for this. I am not entirely a big believer of that working, but last week made me seriously wonder. So my question for you today is, have you ever asked the universe for something? Did it deliver? Have you had any explosions lately?
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