My mom has always told me to be professional at work. To walk in the doors and to treat everyone with respect and kindness. By doing this, no one should know if you don’t like them. If you ever get to a point where you can’t do it, it’s time to bow out.
I have reached that point… and I’m bowing out. Gracefully. Sorta.
I love my job but, Monday I gave my two weeks notice. It is bittersweet. I will no longer be in my very own office with my personal bathroom. Soon the walls will be bare, the chair will be empty, and my office will no longer be all mine. No more view from the top floor. No more quiet. No more important meetings and lunch dates. I will be moving on to share an office with 5 other people, working long hours, and receiving a quite noticeable pay cut. Not to mention, I have no idea what I will be doing. That is the bitter part of it.
The sweet part? I will be happier (I think). I will make more money because of the hours. The best part… I won’t be treated like I’m stupid. I won’t be made to look like an idiot in front of my coworkers. I won’t feel like everything little thing I do is wrong. I will not work sooo hard for someone else to get the credit. I won’t be constantly watching the clock, counting down the minutes until I get to go home (because I will be too busy!).
I believe that things happen for a reason. God has a plan for me. He has been pushing me out of this job for a while (which is another blog for another time). But I LOVE my job so I ignored the signs. And on Monday, He finally gave me one big push! I did it. I listened to Him.
I’m nervous. Sometimes I wonder if I’m doing the right thing. Then I think of God’s plan. I know I am. And after all, I am enjoying clearing my office out.
“Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you you are wrong. There are always difficulties arising which tempt you to believe that your critics are right. To map out a course of action and follow it to the end, requires some of the same courage which a soldier needs.”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
I have reached that point… and I’m bowing out. Gracefully. Sorta.
I love my job but, Monday I gave my two weeks notice. It is bittersweet. I will no longer be in my very own office with my personal bathroom. Soon the walls will be bare, the chair will be empty, and my office will no longer be all mine. No more view from the top floor. No more quiet. No more important meetings and lunch dates. I will be moving on to share an office with 5 other people, working long hours, and receiving a quite noticeable pay cut. Not to mention, I have no idea what I will be doing. That is the bitter part of it.
The sweet part? I will be happier (I think). I will make more money because of the hours. The best part… I won’t be treated like I’m stupid. I won’t be made to look like an idiot in front of my coworkers. I won’t feel like everything little thing I do is wrong. I will not work sooo hard for someone else to get the credit. I won’t be constantly watching the clock, counting down the minutes until I get to go home (because I will be too busy!).
I believe that things happen for a reason. God has a plan for me. He has been pushing me out of this job for a while (which is another blog for another time). But I LOVE my job so I ignored the signs. And on Monday, He finally gave me one big push! I did it. I listened to Him.
I’m nervous. Sometimes I wonder if I’m doing the right thing. Then I think of God’s plan. I know I am. And after all, I am enjoying clearing my office out.
“Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you you are wrong. There are always difficulties arising which tempt you to believe that your critics are right. To map out a course of action and follow it to the end, requires some of the same courage which a soldier needs.”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
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