Monday. Nothing
special at work today.
So today I will write about the adventure that started about
a year ago and led to our family being where we are today.
On Monday, September 19, 2011, I received an email. It was addressed to me and over a hundred of
my coworkers at my previous employer. It
stated, simply, that the company was looking to reduce its ranks of management
and would offer a generous voluntary separation package. Because I had been through a few layoffs, I
guessed what the package might look like.
My first reaction was to jump at it. I did not think the company was doing what it
needed to do, and I was burned out on a project I was working on. I had some difficult coworkers whose help I
needed and who openly disliked me and sabotaged my work. It was a difficult time. My job was secure for a while, and I had
solid management support. The company
had always been good to me, and I was grateful to it for giving me a start in
my career and funding my education. But
I had provided good value to the company, and it no longer wanted my
input. I was ready to provide the next
level of leadership, and the company was not willing to give me the opportunity
to give them that. I was stagnant
because the company had low turnover and was no longer growing.
And yet – it was 2011.
Real positive job numbers were months away, house prices were depressed
(we were about 30% underwater on our home), and I had never gotten a job I
interviewed for. It was a classic
risk/reward scenario, with both sides painfully obvious to me and to Katrina.
We had been talking about me leaving the company for several
years. This opportunity gave us a
deadline, and a strong reason to leave.
It was time to make a decision. I
immediately turned to my best group of people to counsel on such a decision –
my MBA cohort from the University of Oregon.
I sent a note asking for advice on a good career counseling place, and I
had offers to help with my resume and a few leads on career counselors in a
matter of hours.
Our friends and family didn’t know any of this yet. But the ball had started rolling.
Katrina and I discussed this anniversary, and we're both convinced it was the best possible thing to happen to us. It has been beneficial in a million ways. Some painful, some wonderful, but it really has been a huge growth experience so far.
This is Christian, ready for the Ducks game: get out the gear, lay on the couch, and go to sleep. He was out cold before kickoff. |
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