Work has been fun lately. I really, really like my new client – a global manufacturing company with headquarters in Atlanta. I’ve made a few quick trips down to look at the team there face to face; and the rest of the time we use WebEx to videoconference. A couple weeks ago, the team flew in from all corners of the earth to meet up for a two-day strategy session (led by me – yikes) at a winery in north Georgia called Château Élan.
I was cracked up that the statue kinda looked like me.
This is the cutest boxwood hedge ever in the history of ever!
The Inn at Château Élan.
The next week, I made another trip… this time to Nashville to start an executive development program offered through Vanderbilt University. I got accepted into the MBA program 20+ years ago, but opted to go to school in Europe instead since I was interested in international business. I always wished I could do both, because I knew Vanderbilt would have been amazing. So I’m finally getting a taste of Vandy. My first class was awesome!!!
Owen, Vanderbilt’s Business School, is housed in a building from 1888 that’s listed on the National Register of Historic Places.
My little corner of the campus.
This is Vandy’s Law School – it’s right next to the Business School.
It was so nice to be a student again! I miss school. If I won the lottery, I’d have to be a full time student or a professor. I love the world of academia – maybe because I grew up in that world in Auburn, and maybe because I just loved loved loved college and grad school!!!
I spent this week in Miami/Fort Lauderdale meeting the team at this software company I’m working for now. When I got home late last night, I found this sweet note the kids left for me on the fridge…
I’m taking off the rest of the day – checking the kids out of school to play hookie with me. It’s good to be home!
P.S. I owe a BIG thank you to Paw-Paw for helping Bryan with the kids in my absence, to AC’s mommy who drove Leah to volleyball games this week, to Charlie’s mommy who had Michael over to play several times, and to Uncle Stevie who changed out the batteries in our fire alarms and removed our cat Dizzy’s latest “kill” from the driveway.
Today I’m forcing myself to revamp my resume. I have been officially unemployed for five mostly glorious and surprisingly busy months – and – it’s time to get a job! The kids go back to school in 4 weeks. I haven’t job hunted since I was 25 years old so “the hunt” is a little daunting. I don’t want to do it. Every job jump I’ve made over the years was very informal… a couple phone calls… no interviewing… no scrutiny of a resume. I either moved internally within the company or followed my favorite boss when I was an independent consultant.
A couple months ago, a friend invited me to tour the office of the consulting firm where she works. They’re in a really cool industrial space that dates back at least 100 years. It used to be a stove factory. I loved the tour, but the nice surprise in it all was that I met the communications director and had a discussion with him for about an hour that was the closest thing to a job interview I’ve had since 1996. It was good practice.
The kids have teased me a little bit lately about being unemployed… We detoured through Sewanee, Tennessee on our way home from Jonesborough over the 4th. I fell in love with that town the first time I visited it 20+ years ago. When Bryan and I lived in Florida, we looked into the possibility of moving there and even looked at a couple houses. Not surprisingly, the kids loved it, too! Such a gorgeous community…
Kids: “Let’s move! Let’s move here this summer! Can we? Can we?”
Me: “No, we’re not moving anywhere. Well, if Mommy ever has a full-on freak-out, Sewanee is my Plan B. We will run away to the mountains! We will live in the woods! Daddy can work at AEDC and you can go to St. Andrews! Haha!”
Leah – to Michael: “And Mommy can work from anywhere since she telecommutes… Oh wait, that’s right, Mommy doesn’t have a job!“
Bryan liked that one!
And then yesterday, Michael said: “I want to be a grown-up who doesn’t have a job.” Leah jumped in – and just to gig me – she said, “No, Michael! Don’t be like Mommy!” And they both laughed!
They are enjoying this too much!
OK, back to my resume…