In
my involvement with women in engineering, we’ve recently been talking a lot
about inflection points. In calculus, an inflection point is when a curve on a
graph changes from negative to positive or vice versa, i.e. the curve is
essentially changing direction. So in life, an inflection point is a time of
great change, where things are about to change direction. And for me, I am
currently in one of the biggest inflection points I've ever experienced.
I
never imagined that when my boyfriend, Andrew and I decided to move into
together that it would be the start of a massive amount of change in my life.
Yes, selling both of our condos and buying a house together is a HUGE deal, and
I knew it would mean lots changes, but I didn’t realize it was the start of so
much more.
Around
the time we got our condos ready for the market, I attended leadership training
through work. I wasn’t 100% sure I wanted to pursue management, and if I did, I
wasn’t sure I was ready yet. And when asked what would make me ready, I couldn’t
give a logical explanation. I just needed time. That class changed a lot of
things for me (see
previous post). I not only learned to step outside my comfort zone, but
also finally found the drive to be emotionally ready to take that next step. Ultimately that was what was missing, feeling emotionally prepared to take on that responsibility.
But
as that awesome week ended, I was pulled onto a short fuse work project with a strict
deadline. And even better, they wanted to train me to manage the whole thing.
It has been a great opportunity but work exploded, and I’ve been running around
like a crazy person. I watched days wiz by where I didn't get to stop for lunch until 2pm. Even worse, I often felt like I had no clue what I was
doing. People would say oh by the way did you do this? And I’d just sit back
and think, no one ever told me about that. Then I’d scramble around trying to find the right people to help me make it happen. In addition to all this, wrangling engineers is a difficult. We
are smart, sometimes almost too smart for our own good. And management is a lot
of knowing when to put your two cents in. But it’s even more so knowing when to
sit back, shut your trap, and let the experts do their thing. It’s also a lot
of chasing people down and getting them to do what you need in a timely manner. And in the midst of all that you have to balance people's emotions and feelings and try not to step on any toes.
During all of this at work, at home. Andrew and I were scheduling meetings with real estate
agents, getting pictures taken of our condos and finally getting them up on the
market. That was one slight reprieve. It lasted three days. We put our condos
up on the market on a Tuesday and by Friday everything was radically different.
Friday
at work, the interns started. I’m helping mentor one, which is something I’ve
always loved doing. But getting them started is always hectic. There’s
training, software installing, and whole lot of explaining that has to happen.
And to top it off, I was still working the time sensitive project and Andrew
was acting weird… like mega MONDO weird. He planned something for Friday night,
and he NEVER plans. And even worse, he wouldn’t tell me what it was. And I hate
the unknown… HATE HATE HATE IT! I don’t do surprises, so the fact that I knew
something was coming was stressing me out. Even though I knew EXACTLY what that
something was.
Rewind
a week. I was tired, from all the crazy and didn’t want to do anything… but Andrew
insisted we go out. Like wouldn’t let it go insisted. And even though I was content with staying in my pajamas and being a complete couch potato, I put on real clothes
and we went to dinner. (If that's not love I don't know what is :-P) He mentioned walking around the restaurant after or
possibly going home and walking the dog. I said let’s go home and walk the dog
because I knew she’s appreciate that and honestly I was wiped. So we did.
Fast forward to 5:30 am the
next morning. The dog wants out. I stumble out of bed and find this thing in
the middle of my floor. It's dark and at first I think it’s a dog bone, but as I pick it up I
realize it’s a jewelry box. I start to wonder what one of my jewelry boxes is doing
in the middle of the floor, how my dog had managed to find it, and why she was
playing with it the night before.
Out
of curiosity, I opened it. Inside was a diamond. The diamond. YEAH THAT! I closed
that box so fast and freaked… WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH IT??? I wasn’t
supposed to be seeing this. I swear I was instantly in an episode of Friends. I went to put it in Andrew’s backpack
out of the reach of my nosey little dog, but realized it had come from
somewhere in the bedroom and his backpack was in the living room. So I put it
on the nightstand and pretended I never saw it. Like that would really work,
but I did it anyways. Awesome sitcom logic I tell you! And Andrew knew I saw it
because that obviously wasn’t where it was before. But I was intent on
pretending it never happened.
Okay
so fast forward back to Friday, June 6, 2014. I just had a long day of chasing
people around, wrangling a technical document for the project deadline,
training the brand new intern, and came home to a very strangely acting Andrew. He showed up at the door with a beautiful bouquet of flowers. I put them in water and then we headed
out for dinner. After a snag at the first place, we ended up at The
Fountain which is a cute restaurant with an old soda fountain and awesome milkshakes.
It’s also the place where we went on one of our very first dates. After dinner we drove around looking for
parking downtown, and then Andrew took me to The City Garden, which is this cute
garden that spans a two square blocks. There’s a lit up fountain built into the
concrete that kids play in and lots of cool sculptures. I’d never been there
before and Andrew was insistent on making me aware of all the awesome stuff
downtown.
We
sat down on a bench where we could partially see the fountain through the
trees. Next to us a woman yelled at her kids playing on a giant white bunny
sculpture as she tried to take their picture. Romantic RIGHT? Especially since I knew exactly what was
coming. I silently wished the woman would stop ruining the moment! But finally she
shooed her kids away and we quietly sat on the bench.
And
I waited…
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and
waited…
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and waited...
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and
WAITED…
Neither
of us said anything and then finally Andrew spoke. And I honestly have no idea
what he said until the words “will you marry me” came out of his mouth. Without much hesitation, I said
I will. Not sure why I said that instead of yes, but I did. And then he said
the sweetest thing he’s ever said to me, that he knew I was the right one, but when
we went to comic con this year and he finally saw me completely own my nerdy
side, that cemented everything.And that right there is our relationship in a nutshell, a giant, awesome ball of nerdiness!
Back in the car, the million phone calls to friends and family started. Happy news! Everyone
is excited. And then everyone starts asking when the wedding is. WORST QUESTION
EVER! HELLO DON’T YOU PEOPLE KNOW IT HAPPENED FIVE SECONDS AGO? (Why do people do that? Just wondering? I know
it annoys people, many have been in that situation and thoroughly annoyed, and yet they ask anyways
like you should have had the wedding planned before the engagement! Anyway I
digress.)
On
Friday night my mom was offering her help planning the wedding if I wanted it
and by Sunday we were counting number of possible attendees and talking photographer and venues. So now in addition
to all the crazy listed above, I’m planning a wedding. And let’s not forget for a second that before
any of this started I was writing and editing books as well as searching for an
agent.
So
here I am today, drowning in crazy: selling 2 condos, house hunting, working a
crazy project deadline, mentoring an intern, applying for management jobs,
engaged and planning a wedding, and still trying to find time to write, edit,
and query agents. To say my head is spinning the understatement of the century.
But
going back to where this all started, with inflection points, I’d say this is
one hell of one! And even though there's been ups and downs, I’m really excited
to see how things end up. Sure I’m stressed and unsure where I’ll be living, heck
I even find myself lying sideways in my bed at 12:30am with my light on and my
contacts still in wondering how I got there. All that aside, I know these are
the kind of events that really show us what we are made of, show us what we are
capable of. And yes, I’m anxious to get past all the crazy, but not too
anxious. I want to enjoy it, learn from it, and ultimately see what awesome
change is about to transpire from it all.
