"My world is changing. I'm rearranging..."
-Where are you Christmas? [The grinch]
Well hello there. It has been a while since I have posted! Shocker... I know. actually. It has been almost exactly 2 months. I was looking at my blog and realized that the two things I have blogged about since the summer were excellent things. However. My life has taken a flip flop and I have not even mentioned it! How dare I?? ;)
So I guess I will begin to tell you about my adventures these past few months. :)
As most of you know. I worked at Moore's Family Restaurant. it is a cute little diner in Ogden that has a plethora of customer, most of which were regulars. It was an excellent job in a sense that the customers were nice and it had its moments where it paid very well. There, of course, were things that had happened over the two years that I worked there that made me dislike the job and wish that I had a better one. I am not going to lie, I was like The Parable of the Importune Friend. I felt that I was almost complaining and murmuring to God when I prayed about it. I was constantly saying things like "I know that this job was something that you sent me to do, but if there is something better please help me find it." or "help me know what to do because I don't think that I should be a waitress forever." Sometimes the prayers almost felt like they weren't heard. There were so many times that I grew more and more frustrated, but it didn't matter how many jobs I applied to, I was never called for an interview. The oddest part about the situation is that there were times when I found a job to apply for, but things would be good at work at the time, so I would feel that I shouldn't apply to it.
Then. One day. I [honestly] was driving to work. I noticed that I had got an email. I glanced at it and saw that it was one of the professors from WSU posting on the Social Work page about a job opportunity. He had posted these many times before and I didn't seem interested at all in the past. This time, I was intrigued. It was a position for social work at a skilled nursing facility. They were offering flexible schedules with school and stating that if you were interested in Social Work that this was the job for you. I'm not gonna lie. I felt that I should do it. I knew that I wasn't the most qualified person in the world, but I felt that I could do this. So. I arranged to have my resume faxed over. If I was applying to a job before this, I would tell a couple of my coworkers about it. But for some reason, I didn't this time. I kept this one entirely to myself. A couple days after my resume was faxed over I got a call asking to come in for an interview. I was elated! I can not even describe how happy I was. Luckily it was on a day that I always requested off. So I didn't have to worry about asking time off for it.
Then the day came. I hadn't had a real interview, quite possible ever. So I was pretty nervous. But I figured that the worst thing that would happen is that I would still be at Moore's. I had gone to institute that morning. Michaela was waiting at my house to go shopping for mission clothes. It was a good day... all aside from this interview. I got there about 15 minutes early. So I got to sit on a leather couch mulling over the fact that I was having what I would consider my first interview either. I knew that you were supposed to have questions to ask about the facility and I honestly had none. I had talked to Sandee about what she thought the job would entail. I was golden. And of course. My interview started late. [It is hard for me to remember how late. But I bet it was 10 or 15 minutes]. Then a lady came out and invited me into her office. Her name was Vange. She was super happy and seemed like she loved to have me there. Honesty I felt like I had this interview in the bag. Then I realized that I was not with the administrator. I still had one interview to go. Then came the interview with Reece... {dun dun dun!} I can't remember the details on both of the interviews. I just felt great about the whole interview. I was taken on a tour of the facility and then Reece told me that "i would know by Friday and if they hadn't called me, then to hunt me down" I figured that I could do that. Then of course, I go out and they say that I have to fill out the application. So I am sitting next to the person who is applying for the same job as me. She had all of this experience and guess what. She was LATE to her interview. Of course, because mine didn't start on time, they didn't even notice that she wasn't there on time. She used the excuse of "I got lost". [Apparently everyone is stupid when it comes to that excuse. I drove past the building at like 7 that morning to make sure that I knew where it was. It's really complicated, I know.]
I did my fair share of bugging the facility because I had not heard if I got the job by the day that I had said. My dad has always told me that it's the people that show their interest in the job that get it. It was about a Tuesday when I finally got a hold of someone. Vange picked up the phone and told me that I had got the job! :) YAHOO!
So. I worked like twice during my two weeks notice at Moore's. My first official day was July 8, 2013.
I have now worked at Mountain View Health Services for almost 4 months! I love it! Of course there are moments when I get in trouble. And I am far from the perfect social worker in training! But I am more than blessed at the fact that I have the job. I am so grateful that I was given the opportunity. My bosses are so caring and they see my true potential. They listen and give advise when it is needed. It has both days that are fast paced and slow paced. But I love the elderly people there. I love the people that I work with. And I love that God has given me the opportunity to work there!
At the same time that I got this new job, my best friend Michaela left on her mission. Not even that. My favorite Institute teacher was relocated to a seminary way down in Lehi.
It has been hard. There are days when I completely hate the fact that I am in a completely new part of my life. But I know that this is where God wants me to be. I am able to do my field placement at work! Even through the hard times emotionally, I have seen the ever increasing blessings that have come based on these changes of life. That doesn't mean that I don't miss Michaela or Sister Seamons. I actually think about them almost every day. But the knowledge that God is on my side helps me. He is my father and He is teaching me to become a better person.
I guess that means that "Christmas changes too." ;)
I did my fair share of bugging the facility because I had not heard if I got the job by the day that I had said. My dad has always told me that it's the people that show their interest in the job that get it. It was about a Tuesday when I finally got a hold of someone. Vange picked up the phone and told me that I had got the job! :) YAHOO!
So. I worked like twice during my two weeks notice at Moore's. My first official day was July 8, 2013.
I have now worked at Mountain View Health Services for almost 4 months! I love it! Of course there are moments when I get in trouble. And I am far from the perfect social worker in training! But I am more than blessed at the fact that I have the job. I am so grateful that I was given the opportunity. My bosses are so caring and they see my true potential. They listen and give advise when it is needed. It has both days that are fast paced and slow paced. But I love the elderly people there. I love the people that I work with. And I love that God has given me the opportunity to work there!
At the same time that I got this new job, my best friend Michaela left on her mission. Not even that. My favorite Institute teacher was relocated to a seminary way down in Lehi.
It has been hard. There are days when I completely hate the fact that I am in a completely new part of my life. But I know that this is where God wants me to be. I am able to do my field placement at work! Even through the hard times emotionally, I have seen the ever increasing blessings that have come based on these changes of life. That doesn't mean that I don't miss Michaela or Sister Seamons. I actually think about them almost every day. But the knowledge that God is on my side helps me. He is my father and He is teaching me to become a better person.
I guess that means that "Christmas changes too." ;)
