What did you do?

Oh my goodness this is tougher than I thought it would be.
I spent the last 3 plus months of my life doing my dream job, but I am having difficulty articulating the value add. That makes updating the old resume more challenging.

Let’s start:
The end of July I was at wits’ end trying to find something before my unemployment benefits ran out.
Low and behold, I was asked to interview for a job at a company I knew nothing about, except that they had gotten a lot of my money over the years.
It was the hottest day of the year!
I had to drive over 50 miles round trip!
I really had to convince myself to go on this adventure!
Man! I am so glad that I did!
In the end, I decided to go to the interview, if for no other reason than to answer the question about whether or not I opted out of a job possibility. I decided it would be a nice stop on my job search journey and it never hurts to tune your interview and interpersonal skills.
I was excited! I feel I went into this interview with the right mindset, so I am hoping to draw on this experience as I embark down the path of total rejection, again.

This was exciting. Here was a small company growing up fast! Who wouldn’t want to be part of that excitement? Lots of changes. Lots of growing pains. Lots of vision. Oh watch out for the fiefdoms! Somehow, that word seems more pertinent here than anywhere else I have ever used it!

They liked me. I liked them. I took the job!
The first ten minutes of my very, first day, I encounter drama between the QA Lead and the Lead ERP Dev.
It’s hard to operate in a vacuum and even worse to be in the eye of a power struggle.
This team knows how to get their stuff done, what they don’t know is what matters and to whom. This is what I spent the next couple of months solving.
When I left we were on the crux of a fully-agreed-upon cadence negotiated with the business stakeholders and mapped to the projected trajectory for continued maturity.
I am gonna miss this place!

“Raindrops on Roses…”

Yep, lyrics again. These are very poignant for today. You see, this song reminds me of my mother, for many reasons. My mother passed this morning and I am sad. I am beyond sad, but I don’t have the vocabulary to more accurately express how I feel.
“My Favorite Things” was one of my mother’s favorite songs. She taught me to sing it when I was wee little and she took great joy sitting down to the piano and accompanying me while I sang it.
I remember practicing this song day and night as my audition song for a musicals in our local theater. She was precious taking her time to record the music on the great, big, old reel-to-reel for me to use as I practiced.
She worked with me on timing, breathing, choreography, the whole bit. It was special time we shared together. When I didn’t get the lead, I felt like I had let her down somehow, but she never would tell you that, she was always in my corner.
My mother was an artist at heart. She took great pleasure in making the world happy. She had this desire to perform and was disappointed when I didn’t share this talent.

I anticipate there will be more rambling entries like this as the next few days pass and I get a grip on the whole situation.