Thursday, May 28, 2009

On the Train to Providence

Impy relaxing at Aunt Glady's.


It's been two weeks since my last blog entry.  Ha!  That sounds like the beginning of a confession...forgive me, Readers, for I have sinned, it's been 2 weeks since my last blog entry.

Lots going on.  The most important things are related to my career.  1) I passed the CPLP exam - that stands for Certified Professional in Learning and Performance.  Before I get my certification, I must write a "white paper," the topic of which is yet to be determined.  I will get instructions in the next month regarding the requirements.  A white paper poses and argues a solution to a particular problem.  For instance, my white paper may be something like, "Getting Employees to Attend Training - If You Build it, They Will Come."   That's a silly title, but you get the idea. Anyway, once I submit my white paper and it's accepted, I get my certification.  2) I've completed the first round of interviews at The Bank of New York Mellon for a position I really want:  Senior Trainer.  I interview with the next level of management tomorrow afternoon.  The position is in New York, I would keep my seniority, benefits, and years towards retirement at BNYM (I've already been there 8 years).  I have a reasonably good feeling about yesterday's interviews, so we'll see how tomorrow goes.

I'm headed back to the Vineyard today via train, bus, and ferry.  As far as I know, I'll be there until the end of my time off (and the end of this blog) on June 8th.  On that morning, I take the train back to NYC and move back into my apartment.

All is well.  People I love are healthy.  I've spent the past 8 months on vacation.  I'm moving back to the city I love in less than 2 weeks.  I have a reasonably good prospect for a job that I will enjoy and in which I'll excel.  I'm sad, though.  Perhaps it's anxiety about a new workplace. Perhaps I'm sorry to be getting back into a routine for work.  Or perhaps happiness is something we seldom can grasp.  It seems to slip through our fingers like sand or sunbeams.

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