Eeny, meeny, miny, moe

Choices, choices and more choices. Life is about decisions. Everything for that matter is all about decisions. Just thinking of what the title for this blog would be needed my decision. As a kid, I always had this one liner in mind - "Eeny, meeny, miny, moe". That children's rhyme required anyone saying it to choose something. (Trivia: For the longest time I thought "Eeny, meeny, miny, moe" was followed by the line "Sinong matalo syang unggoy!" It took a good friend of mine to point out to me that those 2 lines weren't suppose to be together. Oh well.)

Since I left my job, so many wonderful things have been unfolding every single day. I've always wanted to make decisions for myself so now that's exactly what I am doing. For the most part of my life, I went with the flow. Wherever the tide takes me, expect me to be there adrift in my bikini. To where, I don't exactly know where to. All my previous jobs fell on my lap. Job hunting was hardly in my vocabulary. My dad was my talent manager and he was good at it. Ours was not quite like a Boy Abunda - Ai Ai delas Alas kind of manager-talent relationship but the jobs I took on were blockbuster moves.

Initially, the transition from an executive to an executive wannabe was challenging. For someone who was trained to be alert, awake, alive and enthusiastic 24/7, it was initially a horror to be in between jobs. The thought of being on vacation for an undetermined period of time was alien to me. So many things were running through my mind. What should I do? Letter A - look for a job, B - go on vacation, C - both A and B or D - none of the above. Eeny, meeny, miny, moe. Did I even have to make a decision that instant or should I just while my time away to clear out the negativity as someone advised me. It has been almost 2 months and I've done letters A and B and I am still at it.

Searching for that almost perfect job takes a while not because there is a scarcity of openings in the market but I want to carefully choose my next adventure. It must have been very tempting for my talent manager also known as my dad, not to "sell" her daughter to his network of connections. There were several instances when Pa wanted to pull some strings just so his talent (that's me) would get into another Star Cinema hit but I declined. This time around, this talent wants to choose for herself and that is exactly what I did.

I realized that there was no such thing as a perfect job or company. Had everything been perfect, my expertise would not have been needed. I've been to several job interviews and I'm close to getting a job offer anytime soon. I cannot have everything as well. Company A has a nice office but it's just a startup business. Company B is stable but the office needs to be introduced to the concept of 5S. Company C is a business giant but can't seem to figure out where to fit me in their organization. Company D is the perfect one for me with its results driven culture and seemingly professional work environment but they haven't called me yet! I can go on forever detailing what is lacking in each company that I go to but ultimately (this seems to be my favorite word lately), it is my choice what I want to do and what is important for me.

I want to do so many things in my life. Be a banker. Be in training. Learn culinary arts. Get into the fashion and beauty industry. Be an executive who travels the world. Get my foot into multinational companies. I can't seem to get enough of it. The list can go on forever. At the end of the day, it will all boil down to just one job offer. One that feels right. A job that empowers me. And it has to be the next adventure that will take me to greater heights till the time I have to take pause again and do another "eeny, meeny, miny, moe".