So I’ve been avoiding talking about my work and what I’m going to do once we move to NC this July for no real reason other than it feels overwhelming.
I had decided in January that I was going to take the NC bar. I ordered my transcripts and went online to find the application and found out that the application was due January 1st for the July Bar. Given that I decided to take the exam oh I don’t know sometime around January 8th, it looks like I missed that boat.
I’m not too sad about it. I hate the bar exam. I hate multiple choice questions with a passion and ideally would never take another class ever again except for cooking or some sort of hobby class. I mean I decided to study for the bar and got hives. My body clearly knows a bad decision when it sees one.
So then I applied for a few jobs. I think (I don’t really know because who knows for sure?) that I would enjoy academic/career counseling but I know I don’t have the qualifications to do that on the law school level. So I applied for a job at the community college level. Seemingly I wasn’t qualified enough while being over qualified at the same time. They really got my hopes up calling me to ask if I really was willing accept the salary offered (which I was), I faxed over my school transcripts etc only to be told that because I didn’t have a degree in counseling, history, psychology, education or human services I was under-qualified and due to my JD I was over-qualified for the position. I was disappointed but not really surprised. I mean no expects to get the first job they apply for right off the bat.
I needed a job in NC and at the time of that rejection I knew I didn’t have enough work from my current job to keep me busy and from going insane.
And then lo and behold the work fairy sprinkled some fairy work dust and I got two short term projects (worth a fairly significant amount of money, unless your net worth is that of Bill Gates in which case you spend that much on your weekly handmade Egyptian 500 thread count toilet paper) and a long term project that will add 15 more hours of work to my work week from now until I chose to no longer do it or I screw up, whichever comes first. I also got some adulation from my biggest client and my old boss (yes that one) is selling some work to a big company that he thinks would benefit from my method of tracking particular products liability cases…so if that works out I would have a full 40 hours work week from then on out.
All this new work plus the old work would work out to a six figure salary and keep me busy…but I don’t love it. Does anyone really really love their job? I certainly don’t need to love it to do a good job. And as I’ve said multiple times before (though perhaps only to people who know me in real life) this job would be awesome to have when we have kids. I would still get to keep a foot in the real world and still be home.
But I’m worried about how I would make friends in NC and if working from home will make me some sort of hermit. I do travel for work so it isn’t as if I’m stuck at home all the time and the benefits are that I can take a day off when I want or work evenings and sleep in mornings…I’m the master of my own schedule which I’ve gotten used to.
My ideal job would be something in government. Working for a state representative or senator…but I would want to live in the capital rather than working in a satellite office (where most of what you do is answer constituent mail). I know I will eventually get back to this. I enjoyed it too much to not give it another go when the opportunity arises.
And all this blathering is to say…I’m going to keep my current clients, keep running my business and reassess in December.
