Fear of the Unknown

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 3^rd role, in my 3^rd 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 13^th 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.