Tuesday, February 19, 2013

A New Job! A New Job! A New Job!

The point of this post is to tell you some exciting news ... at the beginning of January, I started a new job as a medical writer/researcher for a small nonprofit ... but before I get to that, let's entertain a little stream of consciousness, shall we?

Yawn.

It's been almost a year since we moved to NoVa and been living at BD. This year has been an interesting one. I could write a whole post—maybe even 4-5 posts—about our first year at BD; every day is an adventure here. But what I want to address in today's post is more about my journey this year in terms of how I make my money.

For about the fourth time this year, I've transitioned into a new "job." I've worn multiple hats this year. I spent six months at a health writing company where I successfully failed (see previous lament on this). In fact, it was a year ago today that I started that job. The next six months from August on were spent hoarding cats, cleaning toilets at BD, washing dishes at catering jobs, driving hikers to and fro and occasionally writing something for pay. My resume has become very eclectic and I was content enough.

I still yearned to be a "medical writer," a role I stepped into in 2002 and loved dearly. Well, anyone who has done a job search in the last 5 years or so knows the task is depressing. I really wanted a part-time, work-from-home gig, cause you know, beggars CAN be choosers.

Well, guess what? Back in July, while searching the WANT ADS (remember those??) in our small town newspaper, I found a part-time, work-from-home writer/researcher job. At the request of the employer, I sealed and mailed (remember that??) my resume, then just about forgot about it because it really was too good to be true. Snail mail must take awhile, so 5 months later, I got called for an interview and was offered the job on the spot!!

I've waited a month to tell the blog world because I didn't want to be too excited about it; I remember being this excited one year ago today actually and well, look at the outcome of that lovely adventure.

But, after a month at this new job, I can happily say, I love it. My new boss has told I am smart. She makes me feel like I have something to bring to the table. My talents are valued, appreciated and utilized. My self-worth has skyrocketed and I have already grown professionally in just one month.

And I while I will still pick up the toilet bowel brush and dish rag every so often, I am happy to report the title of medical writer in that mix.

7 comments:

Misti said...

:) Yay! Congratulations! Hopefully this one is a good one! (here's some more !!! for my happiness!)

Jennifer Young said...

Awesomesauce!! Although I find it odd, my dear friend, that you yearn to be a medical write, I am SO VERY HAPPY YOU HAVE FOUND A NEW JOB YOU LOVE!!

Anonymous said...

Congratulations!

Anonymous said...

AWESOME Patrice! I'm so happy for you! It's important to find something that you really love doing so I'm really happy for you. And was there ever any doubt that you were smart??!! I was just telling the story of I HATED seeing you walk in the Crown room with your little blue highlighter, just waiting to fix my errors. :)

Congrats again!

Love,
Shadow

Jason said...

This is fantastic! Good for you buddy

Kevin Russeau said...

Patrice, that is awesome! We've played a bit of phone tag and I was just thinking last night that I needed to call - I was especially wondering about your employment. This is great news! Glad you haven't forgotten snail mail and resume writing skills! We'll talk soon!
Kevin

Anonymous said...

This is just a small jump into a bigger pond, I'm sure. I am your biggest writing fan and I know we are going to read about your debut book in the NYT someday. In the meanwhile, the world of medical writing desperately needs your skills.