Working in Maritime can be challenging. It’s not like other jobs, where you go for a couple of interviews and that’s that. There are requirements to be met, and agencies to appease, and if the bureaucracy gods smile not upon you, sometimes, plans are foiled. Thus, here I am, delayed from starting my new adventure as a Merchant Marine.
I’m actually an old pro at bureaucratic red tape. I worked Personnel in the Army. I understand that these things have multiple steps, and a failure at one or more of those steps can have disappointing results. Even expert due diligence can be in vain if just one person in the process is unable to do their part for whatever reason.
Being able to understand this doesn’t make the situation any less frustrating. At some point, giving up any notion of control of the process, is the only path towards solace. The experience becomes an exercise in flexibility and adaptation.
Of course I’m disappointed. I was really looking forward to this. I planned, and prepped, and visualized. But I’m not in too bad a place. I get to spend time with my husband. I can get back to cooking in my own kitchen. I have projects to keep me busy, and with luck, something really great to look to look forward to.