That at 48 years old, after lingering in the paralegal pink collar ghetto for a couple of decades, I would actually be allowed to scrub off the Scarlet P? Today I was offered the position I wanted in the company. It had been hinted at and danced around, and I started to think it was just hot air, but today it was offered, and I took it.
I may be staying in FL after all - at least long enough to soak up all I can from my new boss, pay my debts and sock away money, and if it works out, I'm here for the duration. Because, damn. If I move with my current resume, I am locked into the same job I've always been doing and at the same salary level I'm at. And it's okay, but it ain't all that. I am what I am. This is a leap forward, and honestly an opportunity not readily offered to women my age, and I'd be an idiot not to leap with it and say THANK YOU!