You take the good… you take the bad… you take them both… and there you have the facts of life…
Some of you might recall the above words as the theme to a 1980s TV show called the Facts of Life. The last two weeks have been a big a reminder of some facts of life, as in there is always good and not-so-good.
You might have noticed RescueHumor has not posted much. Well that is because I have had other things going on.
Followers of my blog might recall I got hurt and needed surgery. On September 2 I was cleared to return to full duty. Something that was very good and made me very happy. It also allowed me to get back to my Crossfit box and working out. Something else that made me super happy.
Later that night I got a call from my parents, my Grandma had passed away. She was 100 years old, she was in as good a health as someone that old could be. Our family was expecting it as she was having some issues, but losing a family member is still a loss. Something sad.
A majority of my family that lives far away made it home for the memorial service. My brother who I don’t get to see enough of stayed at my house. I was able to reconnect with some cousins I grew up with but no longer get to see. So a sad event had some positive aspects.
About a month ago my direct supervisor announced his impending retirement. I don’t want to go into administration just yet, maybe in a few years, but I don’t feel ready today. Yet all my co-workers expect that when this supervisor leaves I am the shoo-in for the promotion to administration. As such I felt compelled to update my resume, type up a cover letter and give it to the chief for the promotional process.
The first interview was last Friday morning. It was with the admin staff and the city HR director. It turned out to be a very low stress situation, it was more of a conversation not as much of a formal interview.
Monday night I was asked to come in early on Tuesday morning to “talk about something” with the chief. That cryptic “talk about something” statement had me scared there was an issue, like a complaint against me.
Turns out the boss wanted offer an apology to me because he not going move me forward in the promotional process. While I was off for my injury the chief saw a big void by not having me do my role. No one stepped up to take on some responsibilities, so he was clueless as to who could be promoted to my spot if I move up.
This means the stress of me not wanting take a desk job is gone. Yet I also had this nagging bit of disappointment over someone else getting the job. A few days latter I no longer feel that disappointment, I am doing what I want to do, and I do not want to be chained to a desk!
In the end it is a reminder that everyday good things happen and bad things happen. Sometimes we get stressed and sometimes it all works out for the better. It is all just the facts of life…