My career hit something of a turning point this week. I recently got transferred to the same town where my wife works, and a new job away from the nightmare that is a call centre I have endured for the last two years. I've done the training (irrelevant, but necessary), started the job, and it's been going OK. Logistically it's great, as we can share a car, no waiting around, no parking issues.
It's reached a stage where I've hit a brick wall, and it has been 'suggested' that I move to a smaller branch that has more time to provide the training I need, and have been asking for. This poses a problem in terms of travelling, defeats the object of moving roles in the first place, but makes sense from a career point of view.
I'm a bit disappointed with this. It appears I can't hack it in a higher-profile role, and have been asked to step back even further - I've taken many steps back in my career path over the past few years, and I'm reluctant to do it again. This is a massive kick in the teeth for my already-lacking confidence. It's also upset Mrs Beetwaste, who thinks I'm putting career first. Indeed, she's been in a sulk all weekend about it, and I can't blame her.
I'm feeling pretty rubbish about work at the minute, even though I've been enjoying the new job. And I'm sure the change will be hugely beneficial. At 37, it's my last chance to have a decent crack of a proper job that will see me through to retirement and will provide progression, because the alternative will be a bottom-ranking job. That's not how I viewed my life when I was 16, and I don't want to compromise again. This move has to work. Trouble is, I don't want to put Mrs B second, which she's clearly feeling like she is.
It doesn't appear I've a huge choice anyway; although it's been presented as though I have one, I suspect it's more a requirement than a suggestion. So we'll see what happens, I guess.