I realize I'm very lucky.
I have my day job, where I've worked for over 3-1/2 years. A record for me. I'm lucky because it's nowhere near being the toxic environment of my previous job. I'm fortunate the commute isn't worse. About 25 minutes in the morning and 40 minutes home. I work on the outskirts of Minneapolis, where there's a fantastic view, a park and the Mississippi River nearby. My coworkers and managers are pleasant, mostly happy and sometimes we have fun at work. I have health insurance, my pay is good and we get bonuses, perks, happy hours and occasional catered lunches. I'm lucky. But I'm tired. Some days the commute is longer. There's weather, an accident or some unexplained circumstances that slows us to a halt. There are crazy drivers - "Minnesota Nice" isn't allowed in some people's vehicles, apparently. There are work politics, cliques, favoritism, questionable practices and an IT infrastructure that is always five steps behind. I still have thirteen years before I can consider retiring. But, do you see that picture above? It was taken last summer. It's a view I want to see more than one week of the year. How do I get there?
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Krisitne
3/28/2018 06:58:26 pm
Hey! You started a blog again? I want to! How long have you been blogging? --Kristine (filegirl)
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Sally
3/28/2018 07:22:25 pm
This blog is only a few weeks old, Kristine. It's been awhile since I've blogged.
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