Candice: Phil and I have both been dealing with change recently.
We’ve had upheaval in our work environments which means we are trying to find out what the new norm is. I’m commuting to a new role which means I have had to work out the new logistics of child drop off and pick up as well as how to get to work. This even involves what shoes to wear as it is a 15-minute walk from the railway station to my office.
It’s been mental fun, as I work out where is the best place to park in the morning, what train pass I need, when to buy my pass, etc. down to how I am now going to fit in going to the gym my number of required times in the week as I don’t get home until past 6pm. That time is fine in theory, but going straight to the gym means I miss seeing my daughter in the evening, something I don’t want to do every night.
I’m now a month in and still haven’t got it right. Things like the fact you can’t get a parking space at my local station after 8am are causing an issue, as well as discovering that a snarl up in the town centre means an earlier train still just about gets me to school in time for pick up. Sometimes I have to say the whole thing is melting my brain.
I’ll get there eventually, but this is the reason that people don’t change jobs, especially when they become parents, the logistics are too much to deal with.
My daughter is not a big fan of change either. She’s not been happy about the fact I can no longer drop her off at class or pick her up early. And this morning we’ve had tears as we’ve signed her up to tennis lessons this term, and she was adamant she doesn’t want to go.
What I do know is that she will be fine. Every time we suggest something different she gets upset, and most of the time she comes back all smiles after a day at the holiday club or swimming lessons saying it was great. It’s just getting over the fear of something new. I understand as I feel the same. I do like change, but I also know that I find it challenging, but putting myself through this widens my opportunities and makes me try new things.
Many years ago I sat an airport waiting to fly to America for the summer, to work in a summer camp, worried about what I had signed up for. It was the best thing I ever did. I left my job to do it and wasn’t even sure how I’d get on working with kids (I’m not a big fan) but I loved every minute and had experiences I still think about now. And I walked straight back into a job when I came back. This is has set me up for doing similar things over the years, I’ve been to Australia and New Zealand on my own, and loved every minute.
With change comes new opportunities and we have to embrace them. If I hadn’t changed jobs eight years ago, I wouldn’t have met my writing partner. If I’d hadn’t opened my mouth and started chatting to him I wouldn’t have been two books down and one more in the pipeline (though frustratingly not any further along at present, that’s another blog post).
Go on, give it a go.