To say that I am unhappy with my job would be a gross understatement. I have seriously considered quitting, but that’s just not practical when 1) we rely on my income to help cover our expenses and 2) we need to save a large sum of money for our adoption. (Not to mention: 3) We want to take a nice vacation this fall.) So, I stick with it and keep at it. And I’ll survive.
I am, however, continually looking for a new job. Unfortunately, there just aren’t many out there right now. I keep sharing my resume and trying to network to make new connections. Hopefully something new will come up, but if not, the plan is for me to quit when I become a mother and then look for something new when the timing is right for our family.
We’ve had a couple of people leave our office lately, and since we are a small, financially-strapped nonprofit, it will take some time to hire new people. Also, I have asked to switch projects within the office, as I think this other project will at least be more interesting to me, plus it will reduce the number of clients I have and it will allow me to gain some new skills. So, now I am continuing to do my regular job (which involves directing a project, a full case load, and my role as supervising attorney, which will continue when I switch projects). I am also starting to get into the new project (directing a different project and handling cases) AND I am covering my former paralegal/outreach/intake person’s role (she left last week). As a result, I’m practically drowning in work. But I guess that’s better than being bored. And since I long ago decided that I simply won’t put in extra hours unless deadlines require them (due to my low salary), it doesn’t mean that I’m putting in extra hours. It just means that I feel like I can’t breathe while I’m in the office.
[And this totally explains why I’m blogging right now, in the middle of the work day, while sitting in my office. Duh!]
Anyway, today is one of my colleagues’ last day with us. The term colleague is not really appropriate here; D is actually a wonderful friend. She is definitely my closest friend in the office, and I will really, really miss her. She is the only other reasonable, normal person in the office, I swear! I know she will not be gone from my life, as she and her husband and Craig and I like to spend time together, and they are not moving away. But I’m really sad to see her leave the place where I spend 40 hours a week.
As a simple going-away gesture, I went to the store last night to find a card to give to D. I was looking for a card that would be appropriate for everyone in the office to sign. I did eventually find that card, but I found an even better one while looking. It just sums up all of my feelings about my job!
I laughed so hard in the store that I had tears in my eyes. D loved it as well. I think I’ll try to remember this card at times when I’m at work and I simply need a good laugh!