Change has been a big topic in my mind lately. I usually get a little melancholic and existential around my birthday. This year this feeling is intensified.
There are several reasons for this, but the one that is new is the change in my work. A change that I didn’t choose but I have to accept and try to leverage as best as I can.
The newsroom where I work is shutting down. Not because any of us were bad at what we did, but because it was owned by a corporation that decided that it had enough profit loses. They had time to figure out new revenue stream, “go digital” or something, but couldn’t or wouldn’t make it profitable.
So bye, bye newsroom, news bulletins, website and social media channels.
Another company is taking over the production of the evening bulletin. It will be a cheaper, smaller version of it. Some of my workmates are part of that crew. I wish them the best. They are some of the most talented, sharpest people I have met. They are a large part of the reason this was my favourite job so far.
The rest of us need to move on though. The New Zealand media market is going through hard times, and there aren’t many job opportunities for people in my field.
So it is time for change.
The question now is what is the magnitude of that change.
Am I looking for a new team and job? A new challenge? A new path? A new city? A new country, even?
I am fortunate to have a small, but supportive whānau, willing to start a new chapter with me wherever fortune and chance happen to take us.
I am certainly aiming to find some personal growth. To build some new memories. But I don’t know exactly what that looks like yet.
All I know is that I don’t know. But I am OK with that for now.
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