- Posted on:June 27th, 2007
- Comments:1 Comment
- Category:My Every Day
It seems that as soon as I verbalize plans, moments later they change.
For the past month and a half I have been planning to go work in Baghdad for a six-week stint. This training was going to insure that I remained employed until spring and possibly longer. I wasn’t thrilled about the destination but I had thought about it and decided in the long run, it was the best choice. I spent weeks getting the medical requirements fulfilled, made the necessary purchases for my time overseas, and told my family and friends of the plans.
July 1: the day I was supposed to hop a plane to DC for training. Last Saturday I got a note from my boss telling me my trip was canceled, and better yet, it was questionable whether I would remain employed.
So this is how it’s going lately. I can’t say I’m not happy to stick around home, but if the job goes away, it will definitely change some of the plans I had made. Which makes me wonder why I make plans at all, since they never seem to materialize the way I intended. This isn’t entirely a bad thing, considering that some of the plans I’ve had for my life have been way off and way wrong.
But this time I am sincerely disappointed. Maybe you think I’m crazy to be disappointed about going to Iraq, but I was looking forward to experiencing it firsthand. If you would have asked me to do this a year ago I would have flat out said no. And maybe it’s for the best that I stay stateside.
It’s just been very hard lately to have faith that things are going to work out.
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Hey Amy,
I didn’t know it was Baghdad you were headed to. I for one wouldn’t be disappointed about the result. It may have paid well, may have given a little more job security, and may even have been an enlightening experiece. But, it may also have been a disaster waiting to happen. There are reasons jobs like that pay well, but if you ask all the families of contractors who never came home, they might tell you that money isn’t everything.
Shouldn’t stop making plans and setting goals, though. Having a plan means you’ll find a way to get there regardless of the setbacks. There’s a lot to be said about taking life as it comes and not worrying about the future, but people who live too much by that usually end up greeting you at the door at Wal Mart when they’re 75.