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Lord, I'm Coming Home to You!

Lynyrd Skynyrd is coming to a local casino in a few weeks.  A few weeks ago, the ads featuring “Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I’m coming home to you” aired on the TV.
Those lines danced through my head for a few days, and they were mighty present when a friend/consultant said, “Oh, hey, we (the firm she works for) are up for a job in Alabama.” We were at lunch and my new hire – just four days into her job – was with us. I tried to play it cool, “Well, let me know if you need anything.”
A week later airline tickets and hotels were booked for a quick trip to Mobile for me and the co-president of the public relations firm – a company I have wanted to work at for two years. We planned and interviewed and hoped.
A few weeks later - and Sweet Home, I’m coming. And this time, I’m not leaving.
I have been busy manifesting things for the last few months: alternative work schedules, good seats at fancy restaurants, new clients, etc. For a year or so, I’ve been wondering how I would land a job where I w…