I haven’t searched for a job in about six years. It’s not as bad as dating, but it’s definitely challenging.
Part of me wants to find a job in an entirely new industry. Part of me just wants to freelance and do some writing. Part of me wants to do the same thing I’ve been doing because I’ve been doing it for 14 years and I can do it without thinking about it much. The thing is that I’m tired of the stress of my current job. It’s not the people. My bosses and coworkers are great people. I’m just tired of the constant fire drills. To paraphrase Danny Glover, I’m too old for that shit.
Or maybe I just wish we weren’t so understaffed. I don’t know. I just want a job that makes me happy, a job that I like getting up for in the mornings.
I dream of some slick social media or writing job. You know where get paid to surf the web, travel, and write my opinions on the matter.
I try to find those jobs, but I have no idea where to find them and odds are they either don’t pay much or I’m not qualified for them.
The reality is that every job is going to have some level of stress, whether it’s from stability or day to day tasks.
You know I’m losing my mind when I think that being a stay at home mom might not be such a bad thing. I mean I could yell at my kids if they are acting up. I can’t do that to my bosses.
Then of course there’s my fear of not having my own income. I cannot imagine not having a 9 to 5 job. Or in my case a 7:45 to 5:30 job. Maybe that’s the real problem, the hours I’ve been working. I need to clamp down and stick to something more reasonable. And granted, I do get to go home early most Fridays. It all evens out.
Much like the right boyfriend, the right job will find me at the right time. I just hope the universe acts a little more quickly in this case.