Yeah...lol..I'm supposed to be cleaning. I'm about half done and decided to feed my puter addiction.
Thanks, Lisa Jo, for sending me the above tag. Our mindset on our perception of ourselves can change our outlook on every aspect of our lives.
I look back over this past week. I can see or hope I can see some huge changes in my life. My new job in Voc Rehab is so much more serene, at least at this point, than my old job. Not any less busy; just a totally different atmosphere. Of course, I haven't been there long enough to pick up on any under currents which exist everywhere.
I liken this experience to when my ex was put out of the house. He was a verbally abusive alcoholic who daily cleared off tables, hit walls, threw things, etc. He screamed at us about every little noise we made; anything and everything. My kids and I learned to filter his noise out. It became the norm. He was gone a week when Becky came to me and asked me if I noticed how "weird" it was with "Daddy" gone. I had. Eerily quiet. Wonderfully quiet and peaceful but so different from what we had lived with for years. It didn't take long to start to absolutely love the peace and quiet.
My old job was like living with my ex in a way. Chaotic at best. I particularly notice it more than ever now when I have to go up there. I'm in the process of moving my personal things so I'm in that office at least twice a day.
No one has touched anything or done anything since I left. I have two 50 ft tables that held the folders for review from other offices. I had maybe 20 or so folders left over at the end of the day. These tables now are stacked with hundreds of folders at least 3 ft. high and now they are starting to put them on the floor because they were literally falling off. What is absolutely astounding to me is the volume of folders I reviewed and processed each week in addition to my other duties.
So, yes, I am a phenomenal woman who did a phenomenal job. That I wasn't appreciated is their loss, obviously.
I hope and pray that I am as phenomenal at my new job.
My point, though, is that it doesn't matter what type of job we have. I was always taught to do the very best at any job I had no matter how menial it was. Take pride in the fact that you excel and do well at it, even if it's scrubbing a toilet (ok, quoting my mother on that one). If you don't pat yourself on the back and love yourself, no one else will. God did not create failures.
A little bit of a more serious entry for me but these are thoughts that have been going through my head yesterday and today.
I intend to learn everything and anything I can in my new job to expand my knowledge. I will take the raises as they come but put that as a second priority. It's not so much about the money to me as it is about personal pride and capabilities. LOL...who would have thought that at age 52 and 23 1/2 years with the same agency, I finally have been given that opportunity. Now, I just have to fulfill it.
Love you all....have a great weekend!!!!!
(And of course, as always, if anybody would like this siggy tag, just let me know in the comments. I'm still struggling with the darned glitter but I'm getting close.)