It’s amazing to me how things can change with the drop of a hat…or maybe the slow descent of a hat since the Change was a very long drawn out process that nearly had me pulling hair out. Still, the Change happened and now I’m settling in. It’s been a good thing, nay, a great thing. I’m content for the moment. (probably won’t last long though, my contentment never seems to at least) I’ve settled in at my new location and I’m falling into my groove. It’s a nice laid back groove right now, partially because it’s that time of the year and partially because quite simply the area I’m responsible for is quite a bit smaller. It’s nice to not be running around like a chicken with my head lopped off. It’s nice to be able to take things at a leisurely pace at work and to shed the stress I was under before.
To be fair, the place I worked before wasn’t a bad place, I’d just grown a tad bit tired of it. It was equal parts burn out from a busy summer and simply being there for to long. The people were cool and even a majority of the users were ok, but the bad began to rear its ugly head in my conscience a little to often while the good hid behind a large boulder most of the time. Here it’s different. Or maybe ‘its’ not and I am. The users, while still probably off their rockers, aren’t quite as, insert derogatory adverb here, and their questions aren’t quite so…oh I dunno…like pouring acid on an exposed nerve…yep that’s the ticket.
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So for now I am content and happy. My personal time is a little less all in one place now and so things like writing and even riding has sorta been placed on the back burner to be replaced with early morning runs and dates with the weights. It’s not a bad way to mix things up but I do miss some of that bulky free time. However, I am at home at night with the family and that’s been a pleasant change. More time helping out in the house, getting children to do their homework and generally take some of the pressure off of the wife are things that were a large part of why I sought the change out in the first place. We are not and never will be single-parents but the last 7 months has given us a taste of what it might/sorta/coulda been like to be one and I for one did not like it at all. (I’m pretty sure the missus didn’t either) Kudos to those who are in that position for sticking it out and surviving though, you have my sympathies.
In the end though it is still a job and there is still work that is required to do so that always sucks. Making your hobby/interest your job is never advised in my opinion. The whole love what you do and you’ll never work a day in your life is…well…a crock o’shite. It’s work and it sucks but the office isn’t bad and the work…if I have to work it’s not bad to do. We’ll see if I’m still singing praises and doing the skippy-fan-dango in a few months when I’m shin deep in the cold white stuff but for now things are content and I feel like I’m in a pretty good place. Till next time folks keep the fires burning.
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