Working Girl?

Today I began in earnest working on my resume to begin the job hunt that will inevitably kickoff the next season of my life. Because I’ve been out of the “work world,” I begged the expertise of a friend of mine who is really good at this sort of thing. I mean, she actually likes this stuff!! So, we met at Starbucks this afternoon – me with Trusty Laptop and she with a DOORSTOP of materials intended to help me write, analyze and think through the kind of job I want to pursue.

We hammered at it for a couple of hours until we both hit a wall. Now, I’m home and curiously peeking at different resources trying to figure out how much of me I want to give to this pursuit. I mean, do I just want a paycheck or am I looking for career?

At this point, I can’t answer that question honestly. A part of me just wants the paycheck (a real one would be nice after 9 years of fundraising!). And yet, while I’ve never considered myself even remotely ambitious, there’s this part of me that wants to find that one job that I’m created for, you know? I really thrive on doing things that have purpose and meaning. But pursuing a career means…work. It means wading through this stack of materials analyzing EVERYTHING about what I like, don’t like, skills, etc.

In any case, I’m looking for a job. It’s been a long time since I’ve done that. I’m a little scared but mostly just overwhelmed as I stare at this stack of materials.

Maybe if I stare long enough my heat vision will incinerate it.