Tag: career

  • I love how the universe works…. It’s truly just magical in its Devine orchestration.

    Sick. Sweaty. Slightly possessed by ambition.
    That was me last week—fever spiking to 104, coughing like I’d swallowed a foghorn, pale enough to haunt a lighthouse. I looked like I’d been run over by a reindeer and dragged through a holiday special.

    And then—bam—my phone rings.

    It’s a nonprofit. Dream job. Director of Marketing. A connection I made weeks ago had passed along my resume and a rave review. They wanted to interview me before the role even posted publicly.

    Did I mention I was dying?
    Did I care?
    Absolutely not.

    I didn’t breathe a word about being sick. I just asked (meekly, heroically) if we could do Zoom instead of in-person. They agreed.

    The next day, I dragged myself out of bed like a feverish warrior. Showered. Prepped. Looked like a ghost with a LinkedIn profile. But I was ready.

    I logged in. They noticed I looked… unwell. I assured them I was prepared. And I was.
    Minutes in, I had them leaning in. Captivated. Respect earned. Expectations exceeded.

    Turns out there are four roles I’d be a great fit for. My mind? Reeling. My body? Melting. My soul? Thriving.

    I passed out on the couch post-interview. Emma still asleep. My phone buzzes.
    “Please respond to the email.”
    They’d sent it moments after the interview ended.
    They wanted a second interview to discuss which role I wanted.

    Plot twist: The universe was just getting started.

    Monday: Bonus from my current job.
    Tuesday: Deep appreciation from my team.
    Wednesday: Promotion and raise.
    Thursday: Second interview goes off without a hitch.

    We talk salary. I have no idea what their range is—it’s not even posted yet. So I name my number. The VP says they’ll draft a proposal for the CEO.

    Now we wait.
    And honestly? I’m excited.

    Because when you show up—feverish, exhausted, but driven—the universe shows up too.
    And sometimes, it brings a bonus, a raise, and a dream job all in one week.

    So tell me—when was the last time you were this driven?
    Because magic doesn’t always come with glitter. Sometimes it shows up in sweatpants, coughing, and refusing to miss your shot.