I have to say that I am really enjoying my new job. And it’s been since about 2007 since I could say that.
It’s a great feeling.
For many, many reasons, teaching became less and less enjoyable over the years to the point that I would cry on the way to work in the mornings because I really just didn’t want to go. Might sound juvenile, but it’s a pretty desparate feeling, especially when you are a single mom and have to provide for your son. There is no opt out, there is no quitting to try to find something more enjoyable. And teachers really don’t have that luxury like some other professionals do. They don’t have the possibility of quitting and making the same pay in a lateral move, which is absolutely ridiculous, but I digress.
And it hasn’t been easy being unemployed for half a year, either. I wouldn’t recommend it for the weak of heart. Your self esteem takes quite a few dings.
But opportunity arose when The Man bought this house outright, and I had to take it. I didn’t want to be miserable anymore. Today, I’m so glad I did, and I’m so thankful for my new job that I enjoy. I feel capable and trusted, appreciated and challenged. I’ve been waiting a long time to feel like this again.
Have a great day, People!