I've been at my new job for three weeks, and I love it. I want to say I should've made this change years ago, but things happen when they're supposed to happen, and this happened at just the right moment, I think. I feel like any effort to make a change sooner couldn't possibly have landed me in such a perfect position.
My coworkers are smart and capable and helpful and friendly. My boss is smart, and seems to be a good manager. The office is new and modern and comfortable. The environment is relaxed and casual and everyone drops the occasional f-bomb. The commute sucks, but nothing is perfect and if this job must have a downside, I'll take a 30-40 minute drive over mismanagement and assholes any day.
I've discovered that I like podcasts – Limetown and Tanis and The Black Tapes and Women of the Hour have been my favorites so far. I can listen to podcasts while I work – just listen along as I plug in numbers and letters. For lunch each day, when the weather is nice, there are two parks within a short drive where I can walk. There's also a Meijer and a Kohl's and a million delicious fattening food options.
I can't get over how different this job is from my last. I mean, they got my direct deposit entered in time for my first check to be deposited directly into my account. That's funny because, at the last place, it wasn't uncommon for a new employee to still be waiting for their direct deposit to be set up after three months. Also a new experience – when I have a question, they have charts and tables and places I can look and reference to find information. This isn't a business run completely by passed-down tribal knowledge! They have shit written down! It's amazing.
I am so happy I made this move, and I can feel the change in every aspect of my life. I'm happier when I leave work, so I'm happier when I get home, so I am in a better mood with Jimi and the girls. I have more energy to play, and their meltdowns don't result in a meltdown of my own as often. I'm more patient, more inclined to say yes, more motivated to do the daily grind stuff. My stomach doesn't hurt when I wake up in the middle of the night and think about work. I don't have a pit in my stomach or that ever-present feeling of dread when I'm driving to work. My life doesn't feel full of anxiety and stress anymore.
Yay for Change!
Wow. How exciting! I haven't hit your blog in a while because I am been bust with dealing with a ama pregnancy then newborn then nicu then then. Congrats!! I am going on 10 yr at my job. WhIle I don't hate it I feel like my time there is coming to an end by my choice. It's the the fear of something new that scares the poop outta me.ReplyDelete
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Yay! Love this :)ReplyDelete