The featured picture for this post is the view outside my window from my new room. Although we don’t always have blue sky days in London, it is just so nice when I’m sat on my bed to watch the leaves rustle in a breeze.
Over the past year I have found that the saying “you get what you wished for” has popped up regularly. It can have both good and bad connotations in which conversations usually feature the latter version. I feel that I have experienced both sides, and in most recent events, I have been a recipient of the good version. I knew that the events in my life were going to somehow tentatively slot into place on 1st October 2018. It was almost predestined (but certainly wasn’t). Over the past year, I had this thought in the back of my head that constantly reminded me that I hadn’t taken a risk. I can understand why that may sound rather strange to anyone reading this so I’ll try to explain what I mean.
No, I don’t have a burning desire to skydive, join a nunnery or any other extreme one can think of. However, if I’m honest with you all, I felt trapped by myself and my choices. This is strictly associated with my career, with what I dedicate most of the hours of my weekly hours to doing, not the people or any other aspect of my life. I am a strong believer in pursuing what you want (or think you want), motivated by or interested by – especially if it isn’t going to be easy. It’s rather common to find that nothing “worth” it is ever easy to do or accomplish. Yet, ironically, what we mostly see is the end result of people’s challenges and perseverance which gives the impression it was easy for them after all.
I have come to realise that I almost seem to be an addict of the feeling of going through ‘change’ and the uncertainty it brings. It makes sense based on my life over the past six years. I have not lived in the same place for more than nine months at a time because of the choices I have made. Every time the change completely stresses me out, makes me anxious, occasionally not a completely fun person to my friends, and results in clocking high numbers of minutes of calls to my mother (soz Mum 😊). However, no matter the challenge or change, I have always known it was the right thing to do for the long term. Hindsight really is a wonderful thing.
With all this in mind, at midnight on the 1st of October, it felt like the chimes of Big Ben (if I were next to Westminster in this metaphor) were announcing the big changes in my life. On that day…
- I woke up in a new bedroom at the shared house I’m in in Southwark having moved out of the old flat the day before.
- I had a new headcount in my Resourcing team as it was time for my second rotation on my graduate scheme.
- (To follow the theme of honesty in this post,) I had recently started seeing someone.
I was so focused on trying to get some balance and routine back into my life by settling into my new Resourcing role and home, I didn’t see the career curveball coming. I find it rather amusing that I have just spoken about being addicted to change yet for once I was trying to let everything settle.
Anyway, to continue with the story: since July, I had been in conversations to try and transfer my graduate scheme to be a client-facing consultant (-in-training) in the People Consulting team. It wasn’t easy, I was persistent and followed up with student recruitment regularly. We were looking at an October 2019 start date. I accepted this and was keen to arrange whatever interviews/application process I would have to follow to make sure I tried my best at pursuing the opportunity.
Long story short, the supposedly calm month of October I had planned was flipped into a packed month of changing teams in the space of a few days, attending training, starting the certificate level of the CIMA (Management Accounting) – HELP! –, and meeting a whole new world of people. Six weeks on, I think my brain has only just caught up with the very fast turn of events. These three four changes in the space of a week kicking off the 1st of October had my head spinning. The final one was:
I had a new headcount in my Resourcing team as it was time for my second rotation on my graduate scheme.I have a completely new role and have returned to the bottom rung of the corporate ladder – like a fresher!
Almost 13 months to the day… (my little one line a day book is so handy!)
The People Consulting team consult on ‘all things people’ in businesses and organisations. They look at Organisational Transformation, Workforce Planning, how to manage change, what makes people tick, learning practices to upskill our people… I could go on. I love it and am so freaking lucky to be where I am.
I never thought I would say that I love London so much that I would fondly call it home. When I was in my second year of University, I was adamant that I would not be moving to the big capital, let alone be in the UK! Unsurprisingly, I feel more at home being in a tumultuous and demanding consulting lifestyle which probably owes to what I referenced about my ‘addiction to change’ above. My year in Resourcing was challenging, frustrating, gratifying (at times) and taught me so much about the corporate world and company I work for. It’s very strange to be starting again in a company that I am familiar with yet in a role in which I have so much to learn.
I have learnt a lot about myself since June and know that I will continue to do so. I saw the movie Christopher Robin in August and so many quotes that A. A. Milne wrote in the Winnie the Pooh stories are SO relevant to the big wide world.
So here’s a few quotes and my favourite image the producers created from the movie, enjoy. They say these quotes cover the topics of modesty, patience and self-worth ❤
“It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn’t use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like, “What about lunch?”
“If the person you are talking to does not appear to be listening, be patient. It may simply be that he has a small piece of fluff in this ear.”
“You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think”