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Upskilling...

I have just been handed a new project. A program that needs reviewing. This program has been running for nearly a decade and has changed little in that time. The attendees love the program for the most part, but as they get older new people don't seem to be engaging with the program because it is not perceived as relevant to them. It's now my quest to make it relevant to younger people and to create other programs for even younger people.

This project assignment has come along quite suddenly and not without conflict (not with me). Basically, I'm taking over from a lovely colleague who was made redundant and also managing the feelings of loss and confusion the clients and program volunteers are experiencing as a result of this unexpected change.

Change is inevitable and sometimes it's fun and exciting, but other times it's frightening and sad. My job is shift the latter toward the former with the members of this group.

This project will allow me to develop a number of demonstrable skills and attributes; problem solving, client management, staff management (volunteer staff), flexibility, initiative, innovation, creativity, conflict management, conflict resolution, adaptability, and leadership. I could probably think of a few more, but this list is plenty.

It's all a bit daunting and not the path I had envisaged for myself, but hopefully it can contribute well to the goals I have for the future.

My main concern is that it will take me away from my pet projects. Somehow, I have to make this all work.


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