I am currently prepping for a new transition. I have been for quite some time honestly, but now I have a bit more of a time limit. So what has happened recently?
Last week, I was handed my severance letter. Come merger, I will not have a position within this university. There's a lot of mental thoughts about this, however, I view this as a perception opportunity.
Following receiving this letter, I put it in a green folder. Green, positive green. My go to color. Instantly there was a thought that this paper didn't deserve green, but this was only momentary. I would decide what it would mean. It's not about what it deserves, it's a new situation. It's my green. It's my choice. It's my call. The ball is in my court.
I know I'm a valuable team member. This isn't a game to measure myself on the company or against my co-workers. This is a situation that I can handle. I had initial concerns for them as to what side of the line they fell on because they have more roots here than I did - I have a cat but I'm fairly mobile. I'll be fine.
New York here I come?
It is interesting though to see the numbers they give you. Not in a "you're cut" sense, but in a how much they value you to go. That's interesting and a bit sad. They obviously could cut you then, so this is a positive communication. And though this discussion happened on Infinity War day - it's my day to select how it goes.
My brain is on overdrive with my anxiety - where could I have done more? Am I not enough? Is there a place for me to move over there (which is still dependant on things, but I'm not getting my hopes up)? But it also rationalizes it - I'm the newest. I felt I wouldn't make it if anyone was cut, and I also actually think versus accepting our mission blindly. Again, this is a perception opportunity. That's why when offered to go home if I wanted, I stayed.
I have transferable skills. I wouldn't want to take a new role with the university just so I could stay. I know where my values and goals align, and they align best when I leave.
My name is Liz Wood, and I've just been told my first full-time job is going to come to an end in a couple of months.
But I have a heads start.
The other week, I was slightly sad because our group was breaking up with one of my co-workers taking a new job. But that group break up was inevitable with the announcement of the merger.
I'm Liz. I'm badass. I wear white when I'm bleeding (what?). Go team.