There are times when things just feel right. It’s the signs you actually noticed. The potential outcome that seems so perfect that it makes you nervous. The sequence of events that might have occured differently yesterday.
Yesterday, I left a note on my boss’s desk saying I needed to talk to him. I was psyching myself up to ask him about a leave of absence for this visa to London. I knew he would be supportive, but for some reason I felt sick to my stomach.
Turns out I was just sick, so I went home shortly after I left him the note.
Today, I get an email from him about a deal he’s giving me: someone from our global relocation business is buying a house and I am assigned the closing. After a few emails back and forth, I asked if he got my note. He said yes, but I was gone by the time he got it; he’s available now. So back to feeling nervous, but I know I shouldn’t be.
I wasn’t sure how to approach the situation, if I should just come right out and ask without any pretense, so I threw the question at the end of a stream of whys and hows. I could tell I caught him off guard, but he said he would take a look into it for me and get back to me, if not tomorrow, then by Friday. I said, great!
I then said, you know, it’s funny that I should get this deal from someone in our relo department and here I am asking about going to London. To which he replies, you know, I think we have an office in London.
I doubt very much that I hid my astonishment/excitement. He said he would look into that for me as well.
I felt the need to write about this – it’s that moment of unbelievability where, well, as they are right now, the words have left me.
I understand that the news I receive might be that we had an office in London at one time and now it’s gone, or something, but for now I’m going to be positive.
I just have to smirk at the fact that if I had not gone home sick yesterday and I’d been able to ask my boss about the visa, that would have been the end of the conversation. Even this morning: I had walked by his office a few times to talk to him and he wasn’t in there. This afternoon, he emails me about the deal and I am able to make the connection.
Everything happens for a reason, and God is one mysterious planner.