A few weeks ago I went to lunch with a married woman who discussed her career trajectory with me. After ten years in her first career field, she was burned out, and she quit in order to stay home and be a housewife. During that time she talked to someone at a party who said his father was hiring and to send along her resume. Mind you, this was in a completely different career field. She ended up getting the job, which she later quit. At yet another party, an acquaintance in that same field told her he needed an assistant and ended up hiring her. From there, her career in this new field took off, and she is now a highly-paid high flyer.
My friends and acquaintances, on the other hand, tell me about companies I could contact and job boards I could try. While that’s helpful, thus far nobody has come forth with an actual job opening. If I’m sending resumes to companies or job boards, of course, I’m just one amongst many, and my chances are slim. I’m still shaking my head over the fact that I’m in my forties and in this position.
I’m trying, however, to remain centered. I’m still not yet full hog on the job search, as I’m spending a lot of time buffing up my skill set as well as enjoying this reprieve from full-time employment. Once I’m employed, it could be years before I get another break. I don’t want to spend this one stressed-out, miserable, and worried about my next job.