Like most people, unfamiliar situations cause me
anxiety. I’m a worrier, and a
what-if-er, but ultimately I am an optimist.
Next week is my last week in my current role at Kroger, and the
following Monday I will move into my 3rd role, in my 3rd
department in just under 3 years- with Kroger.
I’m hopeful that this is going to be THE job: The one that I actually
wake up wanting to go to everyday. I
realize this is not likely, so I’ll settle for a job that I can tolerate. Dear God- please let this be the job I can
tolerate. I’m starting to lose all hope-
and I’ve got 20+ years until retirement.
A few things I do know:
1. I know I
will not miss my current line of work.
It was NOT a fit for me. But the
fact that I’ve tried and tried again- and continued to find jobs that are “not
a fit for me” is really discouraging.
2. In my utopian world I’d be a stay at home
housewife. I ask Kyle if I can quit my
job nearly every day, to which I am continually disappointed that the answer is
always no.
3. If I didn’t need a paycheck, I’d probably craft
and party plan all day long. I love
being a host, I love creating little touches to make people feel special- it’s
in my blood.
At the very least, I’m looking forward to a change of
scenery, learning something new, and having new reporting lines. I’m optimistic that from October 13th
on, I’ll feel like a whole new woman. If
not- Please contact me to plan your next party, because clearly corporate America
is not my thing.
