Here I go into the first week of the rest of my life...
I went out with a friend on Saturday night and we ended up at Rita's. Though this name may conjure up thoughts of a fine girlfriend's home in some man's head - it is not - it's a club. Not just any club mind you.. a Kereoke club. Quite popular too. What is it with me that Karioke seems to suddenly coming up in my life?
KB...is this my sign?
Inside this lively, fun place I run into a sales manager for a large mortgage company I once was hired for a temporary project. They rescued me when I needed to find work in town to gain full custody of Brian. Me and my big mouth tell this sales manager I am shopping to make a move and she grins and exclaims that she is looking to hire and increase her loan officer sales force....
oi...where is that duct tape I used to carry around in my purse...?...
Her agents do average salaries between 100k and 250k a year, so I would be foolish not to chat with her. I would be back on the inside though - stuck at a desk 8 hours a day - on the phone the entire time. Sigh.
However, there is a great bunch of people and some very old mortgage friends of mine...including a man I once dated. We are still friends so all is ok. He happens to be one of the ones that doesn't think I am a pain in the ass and actually finds me to be a most lovely girl....lol. even to this day! I know - quite shocking!
And YES I know - I want out of mortgage banking....but I still must consider all my options. Even Ebet wants to partner us up in the Sacramento area and have an all "beautiful" female loan office next to a country club near her. She'd like me to do the marketing, and run the office. It would mean some tricky options with Brian...but a hell of a way to start moving me out of this damn town.
And there's Dale, now mortified that I am not happy where I am (prolly grinning inside that I ever left his employ tho). He is still doing the mortgage thing, but broadening his horizons into other areas of real estate construction. He's starting two other businesses and one where he'd like me to sell this type of framing to contractors.
I'll let that one sink in...f r a m i n g
Now THATS funny - but he is convinced I'd be great at it. He doesn't drink or do drugs so he swears he is thinking clearly. He is on a misssion to make me very rich and set Brian up for college. He still wants me as a business partner, He is another great man - father of 6 - married almost 20 years. I do land some pretty great bosses from time to time...
My dad worked in the trades, and my brother (yes I do have one) even with his degrees works in the trades. As well as Uncles and cousins. So one might say I am very comfortable talking to these type men...but framing?? I can hear my girlfriends laughing...
Hey...heck of a way to always be around men though...
So here I go into a week that could change the course of my life forever...don't you just love those kinds of weeks? I just wish I could fall asleep...
C
PS. My imaginary lover lives in the country where I can go to rest my weary body and soul and enjoy the peace and quiet - away from the fast paced life of balancing single parenting and work. Have a tremendous week.
