Decisions

Decisions are those things that we all face on a daily basis. Some decisions are easy while some are pretty hard. I have made several big decisions in the past few weeks that will have affect my life. One of those decisions occurred today. I have put in my two weeks notice at the job I started just three weeks ago for a new position that was offered to me. It was not really that easy of a decision to make even though the other job pays more and has better benefits. I will essentially be leaving the people I'm working for in a very tough position, but one has to do what best for oneself (most of the time).

I've decided that while this new job will pay more it's not what I want to do. I want to be an embryologist and thus will continue to pursue a career in that direction, even if it means relocating without my wife.

I've also decided that I'm not going to let certain things bother me. Not so much that they shouldn't, but I've just decided to be ambivalent toward them for the time being till other things are back on track.

I still have one large decision that I'm still muddling inside of my head. I tend to think about it daily and while I can't seem to make a definitive answer, mainly due to other factors that can/will affect my answer, I find myself leaning in a certain direction. Oddly, it's not the direction that I would have pictured myself leaning towards, but once again one has to do what best for oneself.

A New Beginning! Not the one I had hoped for.

Well I have a science job finally!!!. I know you're thinking I got the Embryologist job in Dallas and am in the process of moving there. Well you'd be dead wrong on that. I received a call Friday evening informing me that Dallas decided not to hire me. I found that extremely odd and down right depressing since I had had nothing but positive feed back from them. While I do not know why I was not offered the job I have my suspicions, which I am looking into.

So if I didn't get that job what did I get? Well I also had an interview for here in Memphis that same Friday. I apparently wowed them, especially with being able to start right away and was offered the job yesterday and started today. What is it? I am doing DNA microarrays. What is that you ask. Well the simple part of it is that we look for specific DNA sequences in humans, mice, rats, and various other animals for other outside investigators. It's a very small company and so isn't close to paying what I was used to but it's a science job and is better than cleaning windows. So for now I'm happy with it.

I still intend to look for an IVF job since that's what I really want to do but for now, considering what happened with Dallas, maybe I should just hold off for awhile and let things cool off.

The Waiting Game

Well I've had two promising interviews for Embryologist jobs in the past three weeks. One of which I found out today that I did not get. It's understandable. I've only been an Embryologist for two years so I don't know if I had the knowledge that I needed to be able to start up a lab from scratch. However, the other position is much more promising. Especially since I have someone on the inside. The interview went even better than the interview for the job that I didn't get. In fact I had two of the people whom I interviewed with say that they would "love to have me work in their lab." I don't know if one can have a better way for an interview to go than that. I even had my friend on the inside call me and say that she thinks I'll be offered the job.

Now comes the agonizing part, waiting. It's currently Wednesday and my friend said that the earliest I'm likely to hear anything will be tomorrow or Friday. I keep hoping that any minute my phone is going to ring and it'll be the HR people offering me a position. Oh how cruel it is to wait.

There is, however, a good side to the prolonged agony. While I am ready, very willing, and able to up and relocate to Dallas, I still feel a sense of loss at having to move. I've been in Memphis for two years now and it is home to me (even though my current financial status makes it very rough). Also the wife is here and will be staying here for an undetermined length of time after I leave. While we are not the couple we were a year ago, we still love each other and I will without a doubt miss her terribly. Also, I will be even further from my family back in my home state. While I am a very independent person and can be close to my family without being close physically, the state of my dad's health is a concern to me. While I know that my mom and sister will be fine while going through this hard time, I still feel a bit of regret for having moved away (and now possibly further away) and not being able to be there for the support that I want to give them.

I guess this is part of that growing up and getting old that everyone, when I was a teen, always talked about. Of having to make hard decisions and living with the consequences. It's still amusing how kids are in a hurry to grow up while adults wish they could go back to being kids. I kind of wish I could be a kid again too.