Masochist

I can publicly communicate that I passed up one phat job offer that I tossed around in my head over the last few months. It was a senior exec position and I can't really explain why I had to pass it up except that it just wasn't time yet.

I knew I could do okay and that things would work, but it was like trying to eat a very unripe banana. Nutrients and everything are there, but things need to percolate a bit longer to make things a bit sweeter.

There's still too much to do at St. Fozzie's. I have a large department change coming up, my big consolidation project, and one of my other projects finally came to fruition (I think I called it the Craziness Project here in blogville), where we relocated several ancillary services and Endoscopy from one campus to another. I'm getting some serious operations experience here at Fozzie's and aside from not wanting to leave my current employees, I wasn't ready to transition from being a medium fish in a huge pond to a large fish in a small pond.

Anyway, the reason this post is titled "Masochist" is because I was accepted into grad school. Again. I opted to finally complete my M.A. in Theology with a concentration in Catholic Bioethics. Even though Jack thinks I'm crazy for wanting another master's, it's an open chapter I feel compelled to finish. Technically, I started the Theology degree in 2001 at Notre Dame. And, this school is letting me transfer over all my ethics credits so I will be able to complete the M.A. relatively quickly.

One door closed. Another door open. And I will just keep swimming like I always do....metaphorically AND theologically now!