Thursday, August 21, 2008

Working Girl

Today was fun. I went back to work. A close family member owns a marketing company, and had a project they needed help with. Over a glass of wine, they casually asked me if I'd be interested in helping them, and I jumped all over it.

This morning, they called and asked if I could meet with the client today at 4. I didn't have a babysitter, wasn't sure I had the correct clothes, and couldn't find one of my shoes, but I did it anyway. And it worked! My family member graciously tracked down a sitter, and the meeting was a huge success.

Sitting at the country club, sipping my diet Coke and listening to this VP of Marketing describe his project, I started to get nervous. Really nervous. I've been out of this game for a while, and I wasn't sure I could slip back into this without looking like a total idiot. I started to doubt myself, and started to feel stupid. So I just kept making eye contact and listening to this guy talk about who he knew... and where he worked.... blah blah blah blah. I kept shaking my head yes and summarizing key points. Old party tricks to make people think you are interested.

And it worked! We got the gig. I'm now, officially part-time, back in the saddle. And surprisingly, it feels really, really good.


Ian's mom said...

you go girl! That is terrific - I want to hear all about it when you get a chance.
We are still/again house bound with this rediculous TS Fay. Thank goodness Ian wouldn't have had school today anyway - he would be heartbroken to have another day cancelled!

Tara said...

Congratulations!!!! Is there any urge at all to sing "I can bring home the bacon, fry it up in the pan?"

No? Maybe that's just me then. (ha.)