So, do you remember when I had applied for a job and I didn’t get it. As usual, I am thanking God for His wisdom and I am once again shown how He knows what is the best for me. You would think that after 40 years, I would get it, but well…whatever. As I said in a previous post, I felt as if I was being called to expand my focus and look for a job. This was a big deal since I had been a stay at home mom for the last 16 years. While I didn’t get the first job that I had applied for, I received a call to work on campus in the bookstore. It was a seasonal position for 3 weeks to help with the textbook rush. I accepted it. I figured that it would be a great way to get a current job reference and earn a little bit of extra money and get out of the house. It was 40 hours a week, but the first week and a half was before school started and I figured that we would be able to make it work for a few days.

Well, we did make it work, but it was not easy. Holy Crap! Like not easy at all! I have absolutely no idea how women work and have a family and clean laundry. I mean seriously, No freaking clue!!! But before I go on, about 4 days after I started my job at the bookstore, I received a phone call with an offer for a different position. I was offered the position for the secretary of the Masters program for the Clinical Mental Health Counseling department. It is a great job! I work with 4 full-time and 2 adjunct professors. There are around 50 or so students in the graduate program. My main job is to maintain the students’ files and track their practicum and internship experiences. It is 2 1/2 days a week, which allows for a good balance at home. I have plenty of time to get laundry done and go grocery shopping and clean the house. I am around to run the kids all over creation for soccer and volleyball.

But the best thing about my new job, is that I have a purpose outside of myself and my family. It is a great feeling to get up and put nice clothes on and be around people. I love my little office and my computer and my filing cabinets. I even love the massive ancient typewriter. (Which I have no idea how to use!) I enjoy feeling a sense of accomplishment. I love having a connection to the university that is my own. It is not because I am married to the Director of Conference operations or the mother of a student. These are both things that I am very proud of and very happy to be. But I also like that my job is just my own. It is my place in Steubenville. It might not be anything fancy and important, but it is just right for me. And as usual , the Big Guy, knew that this was where I needed to be.