Tuesday, September 29, 2009
I have never quit anything before, including a job and in this economy one would have to be crazy to find a job and then quit. But that is just what I did; scary as it was to me, I knew that if I didn’t quit it could literally make me sick.
I felt my stomach apply the breaks as I drove to the job that I had been so excited about, but now became the very thing I dreaded. I liked all the people there, everyone was nice to me, and I just hated the job it stressed me out.
I had handled more stress then this; it was a different type of stress. Perhaps it was a stress I didn’t feel was necessary for someone to have to go through. It wasn’t a hard job, the process that you took to get where you needed to be could have been better, it wasn’t for me.
I am now looking for a part time job again, although I had recently given one up, I can honestly say I have a much more positive attitude, it wasn’t lost in the process.
I am glad I have many other outlets; I make jewelry and do scrap booking and cards. I have to bring my herbs in for the winter, put the summer things away and hope that the winter gives good rest so that the Spring can bloom with hope.
“One's soul calls out in distress when you are moving in the wrong direction, are you brave enough to listen…?”