Thursday, September 1, 2016

Winds of Change

With a grateful heart I sit at my laptop this morning, amazed at what one single day can do for my heart.  I slept amazingly well, because my soul was finally at rest.  My God, He is so good to me, in ways that I don't even deserve, and I praise His Heavenly Name and thank Him for all He does in my life.

I had a job interview yesterday at 9am.  We are in the outskirts of Tropical Storm Hermine right now, so it was a nasty day.  Missy came with me so she could use my car to run errands during my interview.  I insisted on leaving early, which means that I got to my interview 45 minutes early.  I followed the directions in the email, and the HR director met me promptly at 9am.  My interview with her was only 10 minutes long, which surprised me.  She asked me about the four jobs I have listed on my resume, and then smiled and teased me when she saw that for the goals section at the bottom of my resume I wrote, "I love coding!"  Then she asked me if I would like to meet the coding manager and director.  Like I'm going to say no?

We walked downstairs together, and I met these two lovely ladies.  One of them already knew me from the AAPC ("You are so funny at those meetings, you crack me up!") and if one can believe this, the director had family with the same last name as mine, and it's possible that we're distantly related to each other through marriage.  We chatted for an hour.  They told me about the position, I told them about what I did, and about 20 minutes before the end of our session, they asked me if I had any questions.  I pulled out my notebook filled with four pages of questions (they had already answered most of them, but there were a few we hadn't touched base on) and they were both smiling and giggling at me with my crazy questions.  This is what I asked:

Am I allowed to use two screens?  Are my coding books supplied or do I need to buy them?  What are your audit measures? What are your production standards?  Do you have a flexible schedule?  Can I still be an officer for the AAPC because I'd have to leave early one day per month.  Do you have drawers and shelves (seriously, I don't have that right now.)  What is the dress code?  May I wear headphones while I work?  How cold is it in here?  Do you have cubicles, and how big are they?

By the time I was done, the coding manager said, "I don't normally do this, but would you like to see where all the coders sit?  I can see that your working environment is very important to you."  Of course I said yes!  So we walked down to the coding area, I waved to a few coders who of course were curious about this strange person walking around their office.  I was pleased with the environment of the office, since I work in a place now where I have basically a card table, one flimsy shelf and I'm not allowed to close the door, hence allowing a ton of noise and distractions to come my way while I'm trying to read all day.  It was quiet, there were no patients in the halls, and the lights were bright enough to read, but low enough so your eyes wouldn't ache at the end of the day.  Finally, the interview was over at 10:15, and I walked outside to where my daughter was patiently waiting on me.  We shook hands and she said, "It has been such a pleasure meeting with you today."  I said, "Likewise!  I hope to hear from you soon!"  Then I jumped in the car and told my daughter to start driving to DeLand because I was supposed to be there in 40 minutes.  I made her stop at BK just to get me a burger and so I could change into my uniform (yes, I have a uniform.  Ugliest polyester nightmare I have ever worn, and I've worked at both Hardees and Publix.)  After I got into my uniform, we got back into the car and my phone rang.  I have bluetooth in my car so I answered the phone while my daughter drove.

"Hello, this is Sarah, how can I help you?"
"Hello Sarah!  This is XXXXXXXXXXXXXX from Human Resources!  How was your interview with the director and manager?"
"It was great!  They were so nice to me and answered all of my questions.  I had a wonderful time."
"Good, I'm so glad to hear that.  Since you had such a great time, we'd like to know if you would like to join our team.  We would be delighted to have you!"
At this time, both Missy and I squealed.  This poor HR lady. I can imagine we sounded like stuck pigs.
Me:  "Yes, I would love to join your team!  I'm so excited to be a part of XXXXXXXXXXXXXX."
"Fantastic!  I will email you a lab slip to take a drug test.  This must be done a week before you start.  I know you need to give your current job two weeks notice.  Can you start September 19th?"
"Yes, ma'am.  I can start September 19th."

That is the FASTEST turn around I have ever had on a job interview.  It was less than 30 minutes after I walked out of the building, and they called me with the offer.  I ended up being 15 minutes late to work, but oh well.  I worked the rest of the day and emailed my supervisor with my resignation letter at the end of the day.  I know that as I go into work today, I will probably get a phone call about why I'm leaving.  I don't know if they will be upset, or angry, or tell me not to bother with the two weeks and to get out.  No idea.  But I know that I have a new job that pays significantly more, in a more relaxing environment.  Unfortunately, I have a commute.  But you know...that's life.  I will live with that.

Oh, I'm not done.

I allowed Missy to use my car yesterday evening.  I got a text from her saying she cleaned my car for me.  I made a joke about how that car was dirty, it needed Jesus.  She texted back saying "Not only the car."
My heart stopped.
I texted back, "Are you trying to say something?"
She immediately texted back, "I'm tired.  I'm tired of fighting and I want peace."
Oh my darling daughter.  Oh how I've prayed for you to come back to Jesus.  My eyes filled with tears.  We went back and forth on salvation.  I think she's ready.  All those years of praying, protecting her from her own self, being "mean" to her about not allowing certain things, finally seems to have done it.  I think I have my baby girl back.

Thank you, Lord, for the glorious day of August 31, 2016, where both my family and my job situation has moved in your direction.  I am so grateful.

Saturday, August 27, 2016


Well, I didn't get the job, but I have to believe that God is saving me for something bigger.

I did celebrate my 22nd wedding anniversary with Mr. R about two weeks ago.  We went out for seafood and just enjoyed each other's company.

I need to convince this man to let me trim his eyebrows.  That is scary.

I have another job interview on Wednesday.  I plan to do quite a bit of applying tonight once my laundry is finished.  I also need to go shopping for an interview outfit that fits better (I'm down to about a size 14 or 16, most of my clothes are 18/20).   Unfortunately, I'm running out of PTO time so I have to be super careful about not wasting time applying for jobs.  I need to only apply to jobs that will be worth my time.  Frankly, this is where I get a bit annoyed at the job interview process.  With that first job interview, I would not have wasted 2.5 days of PTO time (2 separate interviews, and one time being rescheduled on the day of the interview)  if I had known I was going to be low balled on the salary offer.  The interview I have this upcoming week, I was told over the phone what the starting salary is, and I appreciate that kind of candor.  That way I know if I should bother or not.  I am really, really hoping I get this job (it's a nearly 50% raise over what I make now!) but the bad part is, it's driving back to the Orlando area which is so frustrating.  I think I'll be able to do the train (Sunrail) again which does help as far as being on time and not being stuck in horrifying traffic.

I've applied to two remote coding positions, one for "outpatient" and one for emergency.  I really like the idea of emergency room coding, as some charts can be pretty exciting and interesting.  I also really miss working from home.  When I first started working in an office again, I was so excited to meet new people and have those work relationships you see on TV.  Turns out that is FALSE and I don't really care to be in an office any longer.  I'll stay home with my laptop, my music, my comfy clothes, my coffee, and my dogs!  Besides, coding really requires the ability to tune out the world and concentrate, read, contemplate and think.  You have no idea how hard it is to do that in an office where everyone is constantly interrupting.  And while I don't miss my job at the hospital, I do miss that time I had working from home and getting so much work done.  I also liked getting my house chores done, being around for work people, when my kids get home from school, and not driving in crappy weather!

Well, it's time for me to get back to it.  Now that I spend 50 hours a week outside my home (at minimum!) I now seem to spend my Saturdays getting this house under control, doing laundry, cooking, and resting with my dog.

Who wouldn't want to spend more time with this sweet little girl?!

Have a blessed day, everyone!  I'll get my groove back, don't you worry.  This past year has been a learning opportunity.  I can say that with certainty.

Sunday, July 24, 2016

Um. Hi There.

I have not blogged since March.  It's July!  I have thought about this blog on almost a daily basis, and then thought, "But I have nothing to share."  I have been so sad, so despondent, so self absorbed that I couldn't bear to log on and speak about my life.

In the time I've been away, Tiger turned 19.  He graduated from high school, got a job as a cashier at a convenience store, and is considering joining Florida Wildlife Commission, which is like a police officer but dealing with wildlife issues.  I think he'd be very good at it.  He's been with his girlfriend for almost three years and they're planning a future together.  I give it five years and I'll be a grandmother.

Bucket turned 18 in early July.  Yes, all of my children are now adults.  We are in the process of applying for social security disability for him.  He didn't graduate with his class and so he's going back for at least a half year.  He has 3.5 credits before he can graduate.

Missy will be 21 in a week.  She's working part time and dropped out of college for now.  I'm praying she goes back.

I'll be at my job for a year this upcoming Wednesday.  It is not my happy place.  I have routinely starting calling my office "the lion's den" and I dread pulling into the parking lot.  I've had to increase my blood pressure medication and I eat my lunch in my car to avoid talking to anyone so no more complaints will be lodged against me.  It's so hard being in a place for 9 hours a day when you're so unhappy.

That being said, I did take some pictures over the course of a few months.

This entire shirt says "Do All Things With Love" and it's a size 14/16 from Lane Bryant and I bought it at least a year ago, maybe even two.  The blush color is so close to my skin color that I feel naked wearing it and don't particularly like it.  But I like the message.

My husband and I hadn't seen each other so he asked me to send a picture.  I know he likes hair so I tried to fan it out around me.  Frankly, I just looked tired and ready for a nap and there's my big ol tattoo that I got when I was 18.  But my brows look excellent here.

4th of July at Wes Crile Park in Deltona FL to see the fireworks with my birthday boy on July 4th.

I just took this last week.  I don't know if you can tell how gray I am going.  I am so stressed out that I have noticed that my hair grays much faster than it used to.  It must be bad when my husband even begged me to go get my hair done.  "I know it's bothering you" he said, and while he is correct, my depression is so firmly entrenched that I have not given a rats patootie about my hair lately.  

Somehow, I managed to come out of my funk a bit, and I applied to a company which called me two hours after I emailed them.  I have an interview Friday, and I took the entire day off just so I can relax, maybe get a pedicure and my goodness do I need a three day weekend.  I don't know if this is the right step, but I do know that I'm not getting anywhere, where I'm at right now.  So it's worth a shot, right?