I am having a moment. Sure, it has lasted approximately 6 months, at least, now. But we shall call it a moment. A moment where I realize I don’t really like what I do anymore. I like parts of what I do, I like the principle behind what I do, but I don’t enjoy the HOW of what I do anymore.
What do you do when you don’t like what you do? 22 years of doing this. I wish I had the financial freedom to do WHATEVER. Because even if I didn’t have to work, I would still work. But I would like to not be cornered into needing to earn a certain amount of money. That would broaden the options immensely.
Meh. Chances are it would be the same BS just in a different job, with different people. Because if I have learned one thing, it is that there are good people everywhere, and there are pain in the ass people everywhere.
But I am not enjoying waking up every morning and having the first thing I think be BLARG. This morning I consciously told BLARG to go sit in the corner, and I chose to feel blessed by the good things I have in my life, my husband and child, the dogs, our house and food on the table.
Yesterday we were driving to a dinosaur exhibit with friends. The mom in the family mentioned her job puts her in contact with Birthday Wishes, an organization which throws birthday parties for homeless children. Cooper asked me what Birthday Wishes was, so I explained. The look on his face what the definition of incredulous. Children who don’t have HOMES? “Do they have mommies?” he asked. Yes, or daddies, or both, but they don’t have a home I told him.
I choose to be grateful for having the things we have, the necessary and unnecessary things. BLARG can go sit in the corner and think about what he has done.