If a slide isn’t three times your height or made of rollers the swings are always playgrounds biggest attraction.
When I was in elementary school and the recess bell rung there would be a MAD DASH to the swings. A limited amount meant a hot commodity to a bunch of 2nd graders. If you were one of the unlucky ones there was always four-square and tag, but who wanted to do that when you had the chance to fly!
I loved the freedom a swing offered. Conversations were unkept unless you were “married” and swinging in synch with the person next to you. When you reached the absolute highest you could, the type of height that felt like your swing would wrap around the bar and you jumped off… being suspended in air like that, it’s no wonder people leap.
Of course, gravity has to ruin everything but those mere split seconds of flying are worth it.
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Like many parents, if it’s nice outside you find a playground. It’s not rocket science it’s simple math. Fresh air + exuded energy = longer nap time = happy parents.
The swings were always my men’s favorite. I preferred the back to back one both locked in on the same swing where they can’t escape. But time, the prick, made my men too big to share a swing. The big on had upgraded to the solo swing.
My motherly upper body warmup stated with a tandem swing pushing. The days of, “higher momma, HIGHER!” were sweet and too few.
It wouldn’t be long before they learned to use their arms and legs to pump themselves into the clouds.
They no longer needed a push.
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A new work team is opening up and I want on it! Luckily for me, I have insider knowledge. It pays to build a network and keep in touch.
My insider knowledge / co-worker told me I should apply and I should have my current boss apply too. I love my boss. If I can say anything about my current company I will say that I have only had amazing bosses.
I told my boss I was applying and that she should apply too.
Now, let me preface this by saying, she didn’t pick her currently role. She didn’t apply for her current role. She basically drew the short straw when our previous team was downsizing and got STUCK where we’re at now. I happily volunteered to get out of the previous role but she didn’t. In fact my boss really liked her leadership team and the transition wasn’t as easy for her as it was for me.
Since the short straw draw, she’s made quite the name for herself and I think she’s actually enjoys it.
BUT, there’s a new team…and I want her to choose to be a part of it.
She’s told me many times that she doesn’t like interviewing. She knows I’m not afraid to change teams, roles and jobs. Often she’ll tell me to make sure there is room for her. Well there IS room on this NEW team for BOTH of us!
When I originally mentioned the position to her, she came up with so many excuses why she can’t. Maybe some of these excuses are ones you’ve used too.
Her excuses:
My resume isn’t up to date.
They want soooo much of your time.
I haven’t had a chance to read the job posting.
I can’t work onsite.
Today, I reached out to her. I asked her if she’s given any more thought to the position. I gave her a gentle nudge to reach out to the team and read the job posting.
Later today, I received this message:
Maybe we all need a little push, no matter how old we get.
Namaste,
Jes xoxo