That’s how it started. Or ended, rather.
I landed in DC keyed up for my interviews the next day. As I was walking through airport to get to the Metro (trying my hardest to walk as fast and look as annoyed as the natives do), I gave The Boyfriend Who Shall Remain Nameless (TBWSRN) the standard “I’ve Landed” call. This is the part where TBWSRN gave me the news:
Good: “They (Employer) faxed the contract and it’s a done deal. I have the job.”
Bad: “It’s all f-ed up. You flew to DC for nothing. You can start crying now.”
Okay, so that isn’t really what he said. REALLY, he explained the miscommunication that resulted in the 6 month rotation at the beginning of his shiny, exciting, new job in DC – AKA our shiny, exciting new LIFE in DC – being located in MINNEAPOLIS. I’m still trying to figure out how this happened, but that is an entirely different post.
Don’t get me wrong, it isn’t actually BAD news to be staying in Minneapolis. It’s just that the “Look for a Job” process had been trying at best and I had been taking solace in the fact that it was all figured out. I can’t pretend that all my planning (moving truck: check, non-essentials packed up: check, interviews lined up: check, new apartment ready to go: check) suddenly becoming an act of futility didn’t add into the equation, because it did. We had planned on moving exactly eight days from that phone call.
I am grateful to still have my job (“I am shredding your letter of resignation as we speak”) and if we want to move in a year or so (when the rotation ends and the location shifts back to DC) the door is still open for us. We talked about all the alternatives, but decided this was probably the best decision in the end. We’re here to stay.
“If you don’t bend, you’ll break” might be a fitting sentiment.
Alternative title for post: “Why the URL for Iris Punkinbabycheeks is IrisinDC.” Yes, keeping in touch from DC was the original purpose of this blog.
