I really enjoyed one of Nienie's recent posts on enjoying the seasons. Check it out.
http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/2013/09/my-season.html
I have to remember this in my life when things get hectic.
September 27, 2013
September 16, 2013
Changing Jobs
I have been working in the same office for eight years. Let's see...where was I in my life eight years ago? My daughter was seven years old and in the second grade. My son was two years old and in diapers or pull-ups. We were living in a cramped 2-bedroom apartment and this job couldn't have happened at a better time for my family. We were on food stamps and three denied mortgage applications away from finally owning our own home. I had tried for four years to get a job at this place and it had finally happened. Shortly after, my husband got hired here there as well.
I loved my job. It was the first time I woke up for work and actually looked forward to going. Always something different to do, great supervisors and, most of all, great office gals. They quickly became friends and not just co-workers. We laughed and cried together. We made fun of each other. We hung out together. I could have easily made that my forever office.
But a little over a year ago, I started feeling restless. Suddenly I wasn't as enthusiastic to go to work in the morning. The people hadn't changed nor had my responsibilities really. I just had this gnawing feeling that I needed a breath of fresh air. But change is scary, Kristi! You want to start all over someplace else?! You are out your mind, girl. Yes, self, I was terrified. I knew damn well it would not be the same in any other office and there was a big chance that I would work for some total block heads. Was I too far gone and far too comfortable to take the chance?
I posted for two jobs without success. The third interest came along and at the last minute I decided to throw my name in the hat. Long story short, the interview was super. Fairly new department head, brand new supervisor. I wasn't nervous at all during the interview and felt very comfortable. I couldn't deny the positivity floating through the air. I went home that night very excited but then I called a friend crying with fear. The fear! The fucking fear! It kept creeping up on me. When the sun came up the next day, though, I managed to find my girl balls again and accepted the job. I did it because in the end, fear was the only reason I would have turned down the job.
I will always love my old department. I have loved that place since I was a student worker. I didn't leave because I hated it. The need for change and the need to fight my fear drove my choice. I'll miss the people terribly. I can't even look at that building yet but I know that will change. I know the friendships I made will last. I know my new job will provide me more money, more opportunity to take time off in the summer, and will provide a little less stressful environment for me. I feel good knowing that I did everything I could have in my old job. I made an impact and it made an impact on me.
So onward and forward I go. To the next chapter. You may not know, but my 40th year is approaching fast. Perhaps this is the first of many changes to come. I hope so. I need to find myself. I need to find more happiness. I need more open doors of opportunity and I know I won't have a chance in hell if I let fear win.
I loved my job. It was the first time I woke up for work and actually looked forward to going. Always something different to do, great supervisors and, most of all, great office gals. They quickly became friends and not just co-workers. We laughed and cried together. We made fun of each other. We hung out together. I could have easily made that my forever office.
But a little over a year ago, I started feeling restless. Suddenly I wasn't as enthusiastic to go to work in the morning. The people hadn't changed nor had my responsibilities really. I just had this gnawing feeling that I needed a breath of fresh air. But change is scary, Kristi! You want to start all over someplace else?! You are out your mind, girl. Yes, self, I was terrified. I knew damn well it would not be the same in any other office and there was a big chance that I would work for some total block heads. Was I too far gone and far too comfortable to take the chance?
I posted for two jobs without success. The third interest came along and at the last minute I decided to throw my name in the hat. Long story short, the interview was super. Fairly new department head, brand new supervisor. I wasn't nervous at all during the interview and felt very comfortable. I couldn't deny the positivity floating through the air. I went home that night very excited but then I called a friend crying with fear. The fear! The fucking fear! It kept creeping up on me. When the sun came up the next day, though, I managed to find my girl balls again and accepted the job. I did it because in the end, fear was the only reason I would have turned down the job.
I will always love my old department. I have loved that place since I was a student worker. I didn't leave because I hated it. The need for change and the need to fight my fear drove my choice. I'll miss the people terribly. I can't even look at that building yet but I know that will change. I know the friendships I made will last. I know my new job will provide me more money, more opportunity to take time off in the summer, and will provide a little less stressful environment for me. I feel good knowing that I did everything I could have in my old job. I made an impact and it made an impact on me.
So onward and forward I go. To the next chapter. You may not know, but my 40th year is approaching fast. Perhaps this is the first of many changes to come. I hope so. I need to find myself. I need to find more happiness. I need more open doors of opportunity and I know I won't have a chance in hell if I let fear win.
Holy cow! Where Have I Been?!
For the whole one, maybe two, followers I have bet you're wondering where the hell I've been and whether or not I would blog anymore. The answer is I've been around and I plan to blog some more. Stay tuned...
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