Onward and Upward

On Friday as I was beside myself waiting to leave work early, counting down to "300", I got a call from the supervisor at the Pensions office where I had a possible position in the works. Could I email my resume over to him? And he was about to call up my references. Things were on the move! It's a provincial government position, so there's a lot of paperwork involved in hiring.

I carried on with my Friday, merrily enjoying all the rampaging Spartans, then downtime with my gram that was my weekend. Monday came and voila! An email from my former supervisor that she'd given a reference for me ( "I told him under no circumstances should he hire you.") Then I got a call from the Pensions supervisor with the offer for the job.

I went to my current supervisor to let him know and to work out my notice time. He looked at me as I entered his cubicle and said, "Oh, you're not feeling too good, eh? Leaving early?" (I've developed my first cold of the winter.) I shook my head. "Oh, it's your migraine?" I smiled and shook my head. I told him I'd gotten the position with Pensions. His face lit up with happiness for me. "Oh yes, I completely forgot to tell you! On Friday I got pulled out of a meeting because he called me. I told him you were just terrible to work with." And he laughed. How I'm going to miss him. He's been such a wonderful supervisor.

So this Friday will be my final day at the Registry of Deeds after a seventeen-month stint. I have to take the rest of this week and train another person on our team to take over the property plans. Considering my contract there would have winded up at the end of June, it's a load off my mind to have another provincial position to go to. I'm so grateful. But especially to my sister who heard about this spot opening up in the first place.

I see a wardrobe infusion in the very near future.