Happy Working Song

After our vacation ended, we were back home, and back to the normal, day to day activities.  Our family had a lot of things on the agenda for the summer, but we were also enjoying being home together as we were all finished with school for a few months.  Being an elementary school teacher, I have always had the opportunity to have time off with my children to relax and soak up as much summer fun as possible.  Up until this summer, I have also always coached either cheerleading or softball, and for the first summer in eighteen years, I had nothing professionally to do except plan the next school year.

As I made plans for another school year, I found my mind drifting to the thoughts of wishing I had a side business….planning more Disney trips.  Don’t let this confuse you, I love teaching, I always have.  But I am also getting to the point in my career where retiring is closer to happening, as I am not getting any younger.  I know I can’t “not work”.  I know that I love Disney, and it just feels natural to want that as part of my professional life.  Several friends were taking trips in the upcoming months, and several had talked to me, wanting my opinion about what they should do, where they should stay, even talking to me about joining DVC.  I found that a lot of my conversations revolved around Disney in some form or fashion, and I didn’t mind it at all.

While our summer moved on,  and we were dreaming of days back in the Florida sun, my youngest child fell and broke his leg.  I guess a week in a wheelchair at Disney wasn’t enough for him, because he got saddled with six more weeks.  My poor son ended up being in either a wheelchair or using crutches for the remainder of the summer break.  After seventy four days, two different casts, and two different walking boots,  he finally was released.  During those days that we were homebound, we spent most of our time watching Disney movies, and planning for our next trip the following summer.  He handled it all so well, and honestly never complained about a thing.  He was a fantastic little trooper.

As the school year resumed, and we all went our separate ways to our schools, my mind began to wander off to how quickly our summer seemed to fly by.  I still had friends coming to me wanting to discuss their Disney trips, and I am fortunate enough to work with one of my best friends, who also has a passion for Disney.  We find a way, each day, to talk about something regarding our trips, or friends/family members who have been on trips, or even just our children and how much they love Mickey Mouse.  We love discussing these things because it just brings an air of happiness to us and we forget about the stresses that we may currently be under.

One morning in September, I woke up around 3 am, which is not my normal wake up time. I hopped on the computer and began thinking of my friend Nikki, who was my vacation specialist.  I then went to the company website, read some bios of some of the specialists, and saw the link for “Join Our Team”.  I don’t know what came over me, but I decided to fill out the form.  I truly didn’t think I had a shot, but I thought, at least I could say that I tried.  If it was meant to be it would work out.

Less than a week later, I had a response.  I was siting in a restaurant drive through, waiting to place my order when the reply came through.  I opened it immediately, and I was prompted to answer a few more questions.  Initially, I planned to wait until I got home, and then would reply when I would have some quiet time to myself to really think about how I wanted to answer.

That would have been a great plan.

Instead, I answered each question immediately.  It felt right.  I didn’t want to wait.  I kept thinking “don’t get ahead of yourself, take it slow”, but I just poured my heart into my answers and again thought, “what do I have to lose?”.

About two weeks later, I had another response.  This time, I about fell out of my chair when I saw the email.  They “still” wanted to talk to me??  How???  Why me??  I spent about an hour answering questions this time, wanting them to be perfect, knowing that if I didn’t answer these correctly, my one shot would be gone.  I felt really confident with my answers.  Still not confident that this job would be mine,  just confident that I gave it my all.

A week later, another response.  This one saying that she would be in touch soon.

Five weeks later, I finally got the email I had been checking my inbox for, day and night.  I was asked to be interviewed.  We scheduled a time to talk, and had anticipated it would take 20-30 minutes.  After an hour and ten minutes of one of the best conversations I have had, I had this little feeling inside, that my dream could really become a reality.

It did.

A few days later I was offered a contract with Magical Vacations, LLC.  I began my training immediately, and finished as quick as possible.  I booked my first vacation for  a guest before training was even complete!

I had never been more ready for anything in my whole life, as I was for this opportunity.  I had tried other part time businesses in the past, where I had to “get out there” and promote myself, and I could just never see myself doing that.  But this was different.  I wanted to get out there, I wanted to be seen and heard.  I wanted to continue helping people find their happiness.  I knew I could do it, if given the opportunity.  I was so thankful for this chance and for people believing in me.  This was what I was waiting for….waiting on….waiting to do.

The most wonderful thing, is I am able to continue my job as an educator, and maintain a job that allows my dreams to come true.

In my next post, I will begin sharing with you,  all of the wonderful experiences you can have, while doing life the Disney way.

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