I found this song via an M&M’s commercial years ago (pre-Shazam!). Inspiration comes from the strangest places and when I sat down to pen this entry I struggled to properly title it. I narrowed it down to three and polled my brother – he chose this one and then sang me the part that so perfectly summed up my feelings: “You’ve been reading some old letters…You smile and think how much you’ve changed. All the money in the world couldn’t buy back those days”. This IS the day and my life is really about to change.
One of the hardest things for me is adjusting to the real world when it does not go according to *Sam. Given my day job as a project manager you’d think I’d be agile as hell – ha, nope. I am a list person. I live and die by my lists and my spreadsheets and when things deviate it definitely takes me a little bit to recover and get my bearings back.
I’ve had my 1 yr/ 3 yr/ 5 yr plans circling in my head for some time now and one of the things I always considered was leaving the company I’ve been at since I was 21. How does one spend 13 years at a company this day and age? Crazy right? In the beginning this was the place to work for someone who wanted to be connected to the TV business without putting in the insane grunt work required to be on an actual production. I started in tech support and moved my way up from product to product finding my niche and creating a fan club. I will fully admit troubleshooting is not my forte; but I am a problem solver and I am adorable (especially on the phone) so I made it work.
After a brief hiatus where I flirted with LA I found myself tackling a new job entirely in a technical account manager team, then becoming a project manager. I built relationships with executives, I learned how to present to a large audience, I was responsible for a hefty portfolio. I came, I saw and after some struggles I conquered.
The culture at work has changed over the last year and I’ve watched people with more seniority than me walk away and start fresh somewhere else. Any time someone joked I’d be next I giggled and explained that I was perfectly happy where I was. I like my job, I like my boss, I like my clients – truth is I wasn’t in a rush to make my next move. I had a plan. I had a checklist.
I mentioned on my blog that September has always been a huge month of change in my life and 2016 is proving to be no different.
Three weeks ago an opportunity presented itself that was just too good to pass up. I’ve said no to things in the past simply because I was too afraid I couldn’t rise to the occasion. I almost said no to this then I saw this in my TimeHop from my dear friend and official PhotoShopper, Tyler:
Yup. It’s time to jump. I know deep down this is going to be good for me but I’m scared. Petrified in fact. Can I be the person I am now in a different environment? Can I succeed some place new? I was supposed to hit my goal weight before I moved on so I could start fresh as a new, slim * Sam. I’m still pretty far from my goal weight, this is NOT going according to my plan!
You know I love a good horoscope and the week I waffled about moving on and accepting this opportunity I was presented with with:
Kismet, I think! In order to process what I was about to do I needed 3 things (me and my checklists):
- A budget to ensure my financials were 100% sound. Thanks to my amazing financial planner this was easily handled and covered a myriad of situations. He’s a keeper.
- A pro/con list of leaving. Thanks to my brother this was very simple. Pro list won by a landslide. He’s always been the rational one in our duo.
- A goodbye letter that truly conveys my feelings about leaving. It flowed so easily it was scary and only needed one tiny revision. As always I start with a song (“Closing Time” of course) and end with a quote:
As I move into this next chapter I will be a new *Sam. I won’t have the legacy I have here, but I also won’t have the baggage. I’m not yet where I wanted to be but I’m so far from where I once was…. And I’m excited to see where I go next.
Cheers, to new beginnings and new, improved versions of yourself.