THOUGHTS ON WORK...AT WORK
I'm posting twice in 1 day...at work...tackless huh? Good thing I'm not being paid by the hour otherwise I might feel bad.
1. Being in the "real" world isn't all it's cracked up to be.
You know I always enjoyed being in school...learning new things and all, but towards my last year I was really itching to graduate and be done with all of it. Now that I've been working for a while...I don't know. Maybe it's one of those cases where the grass is greener on the other side.
I know that I should be thankful. Speaking of which, let's list all the things I should be thankful for:
-a career
-that's pretty secure
-being at an office where they hired me knowing full well I may have to leave within 6 months
-the money
-patients that are great conversationalists, appreciative or just willing to learn more about their bodies
Phew! I'm glad I listed all that. It really puts things in perspective when I was just about to complain.
I gave notice at work that I would be done by the end of May. I was given options to increase my work hours before I leave and also to work part-time throughout the summer. I haven't really sat down to discuss with Alex yet but I'm going through a rollercoaster of emotions at the moment.
1. Guilt/Pressure
I feel as though I've left the practice in a tough spot, leaving before the new grads are licensed to work. I don't want to let the head guy down since he's been my mentor for over 10 yrs and a real reason why I'm even in this career. He mentioned that the other doctors and him would have to pick up some days to fill the spots.
2. Greed
If I did stay, I'd still be making money, which would help for planning the future (ie. house, kids, pets, etc.)
3. Bitterness/Resentment
I've been having a tough time adjusting to work. Not so much seeing patients (I enjoy what goes on inside the exam room). But the organization of the practice and my interactions & communications with staff and doctors have been awkward and sometimes even strained. There have been days were I've cried because of what has happened at work. Things have actually been better this past week, but I don't know if it's because I'm starting to get the hang of this environment or if it's because I know there's an end in sight.
4. Relief
That there's going to be a change soon. That I won't be living on auntie & uncle's charity and in a basement. That Alex and I will finally be together. The whole "having a place to call home" thing I blogged about earlier.
5. Worry
I would love to not work or work part-time but whether it is financially feasible right now because it certainly isn't necessary. What others would think if I didn't work. Will I be able to find work in a saturated town? What if I don't enjoy it?
Looking at all these ugly words really shows me how much I have withdrew in my relationship with God right now. Because all I should be feeling is peace and excitment. I know that God wants me to trust Him and it's quite obvious that I don't just by looking at how I feel.
I need a retreat to renew my spirit. It's been too long.