I get off work at five and maybe it's just wishful thinking - but I think I can see daylight still. Already the days are getting longer.
A year ago I flipped off my ex-employers and quit. A year! Gone in the blink of an eye. They are still trying to hire replacements - and that in a recession economy. I started with my current employers in March and it will be here before I know it. So far I think they're happy with me - but I am getting itchy. I want a better job. I just needed some down time to decompress after 10 years of lunacy, both professional and family-related. I am on the hunt again for a new job but so is everyone else these days. For now - I have an income of sorts, and the people I work with could be worse... so I am thankful. There are lot of men out of work these days and my circumstances could be much worse.
I am getting old a little faster than I'd like too. I fuss at night and can't sleep properly for some reason. I worry too much about stuff I shouldn't. I do care about folks like Chicken Mom and Deb and ASM that have suffered losses that make mine look petty. Change is in the air - or it feels like it to me.
The world moves on and I try to keep up as best I can.