Ten Minute Cycle

So, I've decided to leave my cushy job as a university administrator for a less cushy but better compensated job as a corporate administrator. I submitted my letter of resignation yesterday. Now I'm on this constant ten minute manic-depressive cycle. somewhere between minutes five and six I have a 27 second panic attack. Luckily, each and every symptom, save my sweaty palms, are invisible to the outside world. No one knows I'm desparately afraid I've screwed up and will have to go back to work in the grocery store that I worked in prior to getting my degrees and getting this job. It's either this job or bag boy for me. Nothing in between

Rationally, I've made the right decision. This will be a good line on my resume. I've stagnated a bit here as there are no real challenges and certainly no mentors. But I've been pretty comfy here too. I've made a few friends. And I could be here forever, entombed in my relatively nice office.

I've turned into an adult as far as salaries go too. I actually conducted a successful negotiation for a higher rate. I had a plan and carried it through. They offered one salary, then what they considered a comprimise offer followed by offering me what I asked for in the first place. It won't actually make me rich, but I won't be living paycheck to paycheck anymore either. And I've just inceased my price tag.

I got a lot of good help from the university career management center. Becuase I'm an alum I can access the services. mostly what they did was moral support. "Yes, your resume is Ok." "No, your cover letters don't suck." that kind of thing. But they did give me some valuable ammunition for the negotiation phase too. For that I'm thankful. All told, they provided me with a valuable service.

I've got to go back to my cycle now.

See you folks