Wednesday, October 20, 2010

I get to have the crap kicked out of me mentally every day...

I have so much to be grateful for...I love God and he's blessed me with the most amazing husband ever.

But . . . my new job is NOT working out. I've been there for almost three months now, and my head hurts more and more every day from the stress. This was suppose to be perfect. I'd get to meet interesting people and animals, and have fun working hard in a small clinic. Everyone is so robotic there and the owner is not a nice man. He is so sarcastic and rude. Granted I've learned a lot about the receptionist protocol, but I can't keep this up.

I am a firm believer in that we only live once so we might as well live. Getting paid enough money that's helping us live very comfortably is not worth it. I've got to find another job which is so heartbreaking. I don't like change. I've always struggled adjusting to new experiences.

I get an idea of what I see for myself in the future and I tend to stick with it until I get to that point in time and it either works out or doesn't. Typically if it doesn't work out my feet fall out from beneath me for a while, then I pick myself back up and create a new plan with God's help. I want be an agent of change. I want to work in a Christ-centered atmosphere where people treat each other with respect.

There is a perfect job for every person out there. It's been on my mind lately that I may just have to create that perfect job for myself . . .

I wish it could be so simple as to FINALLY hear whether Michael got the job in Massachusetts or not. If he does then I get to quit with a solid reason and move away to another state and start all over there, but if not I get to start searching for a new job while staying at this one. Chin up Lizzybelle, you can do it. Ugh...