Bigger building

I am changing careers. Same field, new direction.

I am leaving a job that is headed for changes in its own right and I am only slightly of two minds about that. It was an attractive offer: new building, promotion, team of my choosing. I used to be excited about the changes but have seen some of them already and am over that now.

Except for one thing. The new building. I will be leaving before the move. I will not see the new building finished.

But I knew I could do something about that, too. I called the Project Manager and explained my situation. He invited me over for a tour.

I took my lunch hour and drove to the site. The ceiling tiles are half in, most of the light fixtures are in and working. The windows are in and the walls are up but the drywall and paint and floor coverings have yet to be finished. For some reason this 40,000 square foot buidling looks smaller than I imagined.

I had been living and working in this building for the past two years in my head. I had furnished it with desks and books and kids running. It had puppet shows and computers and program displays. It had friendly staff and happy patrons and brand new books. It was beautiful. It was bigger.

I drove away from the site tour feeling less sad than I thought. I drove away from this "big" building and on to bigger buildings of my own.