I Have a New Job!

WooHoo!

Actually, it’s my old job doing database management.
The one I’d left in 2014 to go work at my last job, in the warehouse.
Which I took because it offered good healthcare at a good price, unlike the database job, which offers none.
But DH, after 15 years with the same company, switched jobs.
His old job had no healthcare but his new one has good care at a good price.
Which meant I could leave a job I was not happy with & return to one I enjoyed.

Why wasn’t I happy? Well, mostly because it was very regimented and had no scope for individual initiative & advancement. The heat in summer was also an issue. And lets just not get into the demands they make on your time during December. Last year they expected everyone to work 7 days a week from the day after Thanksgiving until Dec 22. 9-10 hour shifts during the week and 6-8 hours weekends.
I didn’t do it. They had loopholes for people who needed Sunday off to do church stuff or other planned activities on Sunday. So I said I had stuff. No one called me on it. I expected to be written up or told off in my annual review come February but not a word was said.

I get the day after Thanksgiving off for the first time in 3 years! I have Saturdays off in December!

The warehouse was, for good & sufficient reasons I admit, rather inflexible about time off or coming in late or early. Keeping appointments was a real problem. Fortunately DH’s job let him take over as Primary Parent (getting the kids on the bus, taking them to appointments & practices, getting them from school if they get sick, etc) because they were very flexible about time management. His new job is 45 miles away & while it can be flexible, not “take 4 hours out of your day every 4 weeks for the kids’ orthodontist appointments” or “give yo a special start time so you can get the kids on the bus” flexible . So I needed to return to the Primary Parent role & that meant a new job, or in this case, an old job.

Then there was the people problem. Nothing wrong with the people individually. I loved my co-workers, they were fun, smart people to work with. They were the saving grace of the job.

There were just so MANY of them. I’m not a social person. My personal interaction bucket isn’t very big and gets filled easily in just a few encounters. I had 15 people in my immediate department, plus another 10-12 I interacted with almost daily and another 10-12 I dealt with at least once a week, plus there were another 40-50 people who worked in the building that I occasionally saw.
I know it doesn’t sound like a bunch of people. But this is too many people for me, even though I liked them and no one was mean or demanding. It left me pretty much hibernating in my room when I got home. I never wanted to go anywhere because it’s just more people and I was already well over my comfort level of people.

I didn’t realize how much of this was wearing me down until I quit. Then it felt like a smothering blanket I hadn’t know I was under had been lifted. Friends tell me I seem less burdened. I’m cooking more. I’m going places. Sometimes. Not often, but more than before. I only have 12 coworkers total and many days I only see 4 of them. This is a good level of people. I can go Havoc’s booster club meetings and not feel overwhelmed. I even helped out a fundraising fair & that wouldn’t have happened this time last year. Because people.

I’m hoping, as I shake off the blanket, to get back into things I was doing 3 years ago. Like daily photos and regular blogging.

We’ll see how it goes

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