love my job

A really new developement – I figured out that I just had to stop caring what my boss thought of what I was doing. It doesn’t seem she is going to be happy no matter what I do. So riding on the tide of my meager .96 percent raise this year – it turns out that if I just focus on whether or not “I” am satisfied with the job that I am doing – I can be happy doing it.

Who’d of thunk it?

“When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change…” or something like that. So, this goal was “Quit my job”. I’ve changed it to “love my job”. I just don’t want to be negative anymore. I don’t want to be unhappy. I want to find a way to make things work. I have a good job. I have a good boss. The problem is allowing my life to overwhelm me.

As well, I don’t think this precludes changing jobs if that will enable me to accomplish this goal. I think that I am making some headway on determining a career path as well. I just need to get back to school – which is a separate goal – but deeply tied to this one.

Because of everything going on in my life I’ve been pretty scatter-brained lately. On top of my marriage ending my grandmother just passed away on Valentine’s Day.

Today my boss recommended to me that I get some counseling so that I don’t jeopardize my job while I’m going through these transitions. She did this in the most caring way she possibly could. I understand that she is my boss and that her priority has to be on my work performance, which has been lacking over the past year as all of this came to a head.

It seems that now, at this point in my life, I’m more concerned about keeping my job than quitting it.

...that quitting my job is really what this goal is about. If I could find a way to love my job that would be better. Of course it doesn’t HAVE to be this job. I’m feeling prety fluid about it really.

I would like to enjoy my days. There are many things that I don’t enjoy about the job I am doing now. I enjoy some of the technical duties of the job, but being inside all day without a window dampens my enthusiasm.

I feel like precious moments are ticking by and I’m not enjoying nearly enough of them…