It’s official folks – I’m moving to Italy! YES, Italy!!! For all those of you who just passed out, wake up so I can tell you the story of how this amazing turn of events came to be.
Three months ago I applied for a temporary communications job supporting the city of Trento as part of a two year stint to promote a special event. When I originally saw the job on a “Women in Communications’ website, I passed it off as a cool position but nothing I would be interested in. Because it was far away. In Italy. And entirely too romantic to be a possibility.
Yet for the next seven days, I kept coming back to that job. I loved Italy when I visited it a couple of years ago. It was beautiful, the people were wonderful, and having a chance to really get immersed in a different culture would be awesome. For Caden and for me.
So I started making a list of all the reasons why I could do it and those that would keep me here in Utah. You know, a standard pros and cons list.
- Italy is a beautiful country
- Learning Italian – Caden and me
- Experiencing different culture
- Building resume even more – international experience
- The FOOD
- The PEOPLE
- Chance to visit other countries quite easily
- Only temporary assignment – 1.5 to 2 years
- It’s ITALY!!
- Far away from family
- Don’t know Italian very well (translation: at all)
- Not sure how pay would translate
- Caden would miss out on his slew of sports here
Needless to say, I didn’t think the cons list should keep me from applying.
So I did.
And I waited.
And exactly four weeks after I had applied, I received an email saying, “We have received your application and are reviewing for pre-screening purposes.” I decided it probably wasn’t going to work out so I stopped thinking about it.
Two weeks went by.
I received another email. “We have passed your application onto our recruiting manager”. Hmmm, some progress. But still too far fetched in my mind.
Another two weeks go by.
I get a phone call at work one morning on my cell phone and since it said “Unknown”, I didn’t answer it. I checked my voicemail later that afternoon and listened to a woman’s heavily accented Italian voice tell me she would like to “discuss-a the-a job you saw-a on our-a site-a concerning the-a communications job-a in-a Trento.”
I about passed OUT. WHAT??? They are actually calling me now???
Okay, I could feel free to think about in all seriousness at this point. 🙂
I won’t bore you with All the details excePt to say that the next Round of Interviews took pLace over a three week period, normally very early in the morning. For a brief moment, I thought I had lOst it. But then came the phOne calL I was deSperately hoping for: “You’re it!”
And just like that, my next story was ready to take place.
But I’d like to hear yours. 😛