<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Career Transition on Own The Leap</title><link>https://owntheleap.com/tags/career-transition/</link><description>Recent content in Career Transition on Own The Leap</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 31 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://owntheleap.com/tags/career-transition/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>What I'm Actually Asking the Attorney</title><link>https://owntheleap.com/posts/what-im-actually-asking-the-attorney/</link><pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://owntheleap.com/posts/what-im-actually-asking-the-attorney/</guid><description>&lt;p>I printed the employment agreement this morning. The copy I found in the guest room closet last week, eleven pages, originally printed on an HP inkjet I got rid of in 2021. It&amp;rsquo;s on my computer. I highlighted the clause on the PDF two weeks ago. I printed it again anyway.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Something about a legal document in your hand on a Sunday morning that is different from the same document on a screen. The screen version I&amp;rsquo;ve been reading for two weeks. The paper version I made coffee first.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>The Real Deadline</title><link>https://owntheleap.com/posts/the-real-deadline/</link><pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://owntheleap.com/posts/the-real-deadline/</guid><description>&lt;p>The scheduling email came at 8:47 this morning. I was on my second cup of coffee and my third work email of the day when I saw it, and I did the thing where I close the laptop and then open it again because I wasn&amp;rsquo;t sure I&amp;rsquo;d read it right.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>The consultation is Tuesday at 1pm. Video call, forty-five minutes, bring your employment agreement.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>I have known this was coming. I submitted the intake form six days ago. I knew a date would arrive and I would put it in my calendar. And yet when it came, I sat there with my coffee going cold and felt something I am still trying to name correctly. Not relief, exactly. More like: oh. So it&amp;rsquo;s real.&lt;/p></description></item></channel></rss>