20 Minute Chicken Parmesan

 

When I graduated from the University of Manitoba with a degree in History and Political Science, my Mom said “so what are you going to do with that?” LOL

Right then and there I said… “Mom some day I am either going to be the Curator at the Museum of Man and Nature or… the Mayor” 🙂

The next day I called the Human Resources department at the Manitoba Museum. The man I spoke with was a man named Steve. 

“Good morning I am inquiring if there are any positions open at the museum at this time?”

No

“Steve, my name is Kristin and we are going to become gooooood friends. I am sending you my cover letter and resume and I will call you next week to see if any positions have opened up.”

I called the next week. I called every week for over a year. Steve came to expect my weekly calls but never had a different answer for me.

Then I found out I was pregnant and then I had HBear and we decided to move to BC. My phone calls stopped. I wonder if he thought something happened to me?

I am a happy stay-at-home Mom. I love what I do. However, on September 5 something happened. I saw on Indeed.com a job posting to become the next Curator at the Penticton Museum.

OMFG.

I mentioned it to Ninja. I mentioned it to Dad. I mentioned it to my In-Laws.

My stomach has been in knots over it really. Here is what has been going on in my head…

I would NEVER even remotely be considered for this dream position.

Did I just think that? I am a horrible Mom 🙁 How could I possibly even consider leaving SBean? Doesn’t she deserve the same upbringing as HBear?

I would never get it anyways.

What if I did? Would I take it? Could I even do it?

I don’t have the experience needed and I am young. Well, young enough to be age slammed by the historical society…

I shouldn’t even put my resume in, I would be so embarrassed if I didn’t get a call. Wait, I don’t have to tell anyone. But I already did. Hmmmm I could just saaaaaaay I sent 1 in. But what if I don’t and I miss a HUGE opportunity, maybe they want a young, forward thinker that they can shape and mold.

SBean…….. I don’t have to take it but it would sure feel nice to be considered for something. Other than just the Mommy who cooks, cleans and drives everyone everywhere.

I don’t know what I am more scared of, not getting a call or getting a call?

Rejection vs Confidence vs Child Abandonment lol

Yup. That’s what goes on in this silly mind. So today was the closing day to apply.

And…. I did it!

You know what? I really don’t expect anything. In fact, a big part of me hopes that nothing actually comes out of it. But, I had to try. What if… 

The way I see it if I can buy a 50/50 ticket at a hockey game hoping for wildly crazy results, I mine as well put my name in the hat for what is my “dream job”.

Hmmmmm we’ll see 🙂

My mother-in-law makes the best chicken Parm… ever. It is my favorite dish by far. In fact if I ever went on Food Fighters and I had to go up against a professional chef that would be my first recipe.