This past week was a bit rough. Since even before we moved to Oregon, I have been submitting job applications like crazy. Unfortunately, even after a month and a half of living here, I have had a very hard time finding a job.
I recently had an interview for what seemed like the perfect job for me at a clinic-- they offered the pay I desired, it was a brand new beautiful facility, I would be doing work I was familiar with so I could continue to build my talents and resume, it was close to our place, etc. The woman I was interviewing with offered me the job. She also explained to me more in detail a few of the processes that went on in their facility.
Upon leaving the interview, I didn't feel as excited as I should have after finally been offered a job. Something didn't sit well with me. The clinic offered a treatment that I have always been morally opposed to. I couldn't get this out of my mind. I would be helping to set this treatment up for other people. Everything about the job was perfect, except this one little thing. I cried. It really was a job I know I'd love, and would do well in. It may sound so silly, but while I knew what the right thing to do was, it was hard for me to admit it. I kept trying to justify why it would be okay for me to work there.
But in my heart I knew that this wasn't where I was meant to be. So I sadly declined. Do I think that the people that work there are bad people? NO! Not at all. It was just a personal thing, for me. I couldn't do it. I was super bummed, but it just didn't feel right. As sad as it was, I feel a lot better now that my decision is made.
And now, it's back to square one.... oh well! Hopefully something even better comes along for me. I know it will. I feel very blessed to be able to have the opportunity to hear comforting words after this crazy week I have had!
and now, an outfit, to make this sad post a little happier....