A New Job

Sooo... I applied for a different position at work today. It's funny how I was just talking about how I would like a different position that allowed more family time but would also work without needing to find childcare for Henry- it was like 'POOF!'... here you go! God is good, people.

I haven't GOT the job yet, and perhaps I'm being cocky, but I'm pretty much 99% sure that it's mine regardless. While I'm excited, I'm also nervous about some small details.

Here's the deal.

While enjoying our last day of vacation on Friday, I got a phone call from one of my managers saying that another employee had quit and a part-time position had opened in flooring. I've been 'unofficially' working in flooring for almost a year now as extra help so this was PERFECT for me. However, he couldn't promise me the same amount of hours that I have now and he wouldn't even HINT as to whether or not it would be more pay, so I pretty much brushed it aside. We can't afford for me to work much fewer hours and I don't want to risk switching positions, losing hours, and making even less money. No thanks.

On a side note, perhaps I should go more into detail about my current position. The position I have now is a 'weekend team' position that has set hours. Unless it's on a corporate level, they cannot even think about touching my hours. This includes giving me MORE hours. It sucks sometimes when the store needs extra help, but it is also nice when they're cutting hours for various reasons. I work Friday 5-9 and Saturday and Sunday 9-6. Jeremy typically gets off of work early on Fridays and is home by 4:30 or 4:45 - just enough time for me to run out the door. As you can imagine, working every single weekend can be severely depressing at times. I miss any and all family events unless it's something 'big' that I've had to request off (a month ahead of time, mind you) and because Jeremy works Monday-Friday, we do not have one single day off together unless we have some event or something to go to. It's no fun. Actually, it absolutely sucks.

Back to this new job. I ran into the flooring manager while grocery shopping today. He is on 'vacation' right now because he's getting married so I hadn't had a chance to talk to him at all about the position. He totally put my mind at ease. He told me he was absolutely positive it would be a pay raise, and while he couldn't guarantee me the same amount of hours either, he told me it would most likely be 20 to 25 weekly. I almost jumped for joy. I called up the store manager who had phoned me earlier in the week and told him I was applying right away. He told me he'd get the ball rolling and I'd be getting a phone call soon for an interview. The difference in this part time position and the last is that they will have to work specifically around my schedule. I will work mostly during the week in the evening after Jeremy gets home from work and that will allow me to have weekend time off to spend with him and Henry as a family. If it's a substantial enough raise, I'm hoping I can even cut my hours down to 15-18 so I can squeeze almost all of them in during the week.

So if you wouldn't mind - say a little prayer for me! I know this is an answered prayer from God - but my faith waivers and I'm still worried about the hours. I just need a new peace of mind going into this new adventure. I will post an update as it all enfolds!