Big, Belated News

(Oh my. I’m going to ignore all the previous posts about reviving this blog and just start right in, ok?)

So…I got a new job!

And, I moved.

Here’s how it all started: After coming home from an AMAZING 4th of July weekend in NW Ohio, Leah, one of my dearest friends from Chicago (who had only that early spring moved back to her hometown, Cincinnati), called me up to tell me about this seemingly perfect-for-me job opening she had heard of – a copywriter for a media group that owns four radio stations in Cincy.

Now, for a little background info: I had been pondering my time in Chicago and whether it was coming to a close for a while. It was no secret that I was unhappy with my current job and had been for a very long time. I wasn’t making much money, and certainly wasn’t saving any. Also, I felt very much like I was just spinning my wheels waiting for something to happen while all my friends were moving on to the next steps in their lives. So, I began to think of my options for when my lease was up at the end of August. Cincinnati was, in fact, one of my options since I have some very good friends who currently live there.

And here’s how it all went down: I decided to apply. The job really was perfect for me – it offered a significantly higher salary, it was in a city where the cost of living was much more manageable, and it seemed to require all of the skills I had learned in my four years at my previous job, plus all the natural qualities and talents I’ve always had. And, it seemed really cool.

My application was received, and I was called for a phone interview that went really well. Then they asked me to do a brief writing assignment. Once that had been received and looked over, they called me to set up a face-to-face interview, which meant making some travel plans. After a harrowing experience standing in a monsoon for HOURS waiting for the Mega Bus to get to the station in Chicago, as well as a fantastic night introducing some of my best friends to each other, I had an equally fantastic interview.

Back to Chicago and back to work, I eagerly anticipated a phone call from my prospective employers. Somewhere along the line I decided that if they were to offer me the position I would do it – pack it all up and move from my beloved city, friends and church and start a new adventure. Finally, after a week, I heard back – they were offering me the job! I accepted.

I was pretty elated to walk into my boss’s office the next day and hand over my two weeks’ notice. There were so many, many things I wanted to say – how under-appreciated I felt on a regular basis, how ridiculously and irrationally the company was run, how I was leaving this job to go be PAID (and paid MORE) for something they never thought I could do, write. Which is complete bunk because DUH. I’m an excellent writer. ;)

Two weeks and lots of moving-related stress and I was off to Cincinnati. I’ll never be able to express my gratitude and say exactly how loved I felt by all the people who said they’d miss me, who helped me move (specifically the hero-of-the-moving-extravaganza, my little bro John), who lent me money, who have been fostering my cat, and who have been housing me and driving me around since I arrived (no apartment and no car yet). It’s been a complete and utter whirlwind. Seriously, this whole business began on July 5th and by August 23rd I was sitting in the HR office on my first day. Whirlwind.

I’ll be posting more (hopefully tomorrow) on my exciting plans for the weekend and other tidbits of info on my new life here in Ohio. Check back if you’re interested!