Back to It

With mixed emotions, I enjoyed my remaining days off and have started my new job at a great small company with an even shorter commute than I had before. I really do feel blessed that in this horrendous job market, I was able to find this job and land it. The interview process was a bit exhausting but you cannot fault the company for wanting to make sure I am a good fit. I’m sure they were inundated with resumes so they had the power to be choosy. It’s a small company – the smallest I’ve ever worked for – with under 60 employees. (And, OF COURSE, I’m the only one – except for the company president - with three kids as most of of my new coworkers are my age but single.)  

All of a sudden my life doesn’t feel as full of wonderment as I’m thrust back into the 40+ working hour week, school lunches to make, dinner to plan, kids activities to direct, a house to clean for a finicky husband, kids homework to help with, and so on and so on. It certainly would be easier to not work… Yes, easier, but not as fulfilling. Or at least that’s what I’m going to tell myself as I try to make it through this first week. I could also keep in mind the cash factor, too, because its not like I’m workin’ for nothin’.