The Plunge

Since I returned to work after my extended leave, (both maternity, and RA leave)
things have been different.
I felt like a round peg being forced into a square hole.
No matter what I did, or didn't do. It just didn't feel right. It didn't feel comfortable.
My co workers, for the most part, were great. Don't get me wrong. But they had 8 months of history now that I wasn't a part of. Including a new director of the unit.
I missed A LOT.
A lot of changes. And?
It impacted things.
The gist of this is.....
due to many things..... and a few people.......
I've left my job
Pick yourselves up off the floor.....
I'm getting another.
But I'm going to get one that I FIT in. One that makes me happy. One where I can have some job satisfaction. Which, frankly?
I haven't really had in awhile.
Friday, I am interviewing at a place that would be my DREAM job.
It's a Hospice facility.
Keep your fingers crossed for me, huh?
Because being unemployed is kind of scary...
I haven't been jobless in 20 years......

But its going to be all good.....