July 6, 2011

New Directions

So today I am celebrating new directions.

Today I gave my three week notice at work. I have decided that I cannot keep working in such a stressful job, it is affecting my health. When I first started there, my fibro was mild. But I really think that my job is the reason that I have been having so much trouble with my pain management lately.

When I was a stay-at-home-mom, my friend Amy worked and she used to say that her employer got the best part of her every day and that she didn't have much to give her family when she got home. I started feeling the same way lately. Always coming home crabby and complaining. Never getting anything done. I still have to spring clean and it's July.

Yesterday was especially difficult. It was the day after a holiday, and for some reason, everyone needs their medications on those days. So being busy and short staffed, I couldn't eat when I was hungry and got a migraine. Also, from all the working about the house for the party this past weekend, and walking to the fireworks and back, my hip was killing me. Then, this sweet lady comes in and starts telling us how her husband is dying. She cried. I cried. (My head throbbed). Some things her husband is going through remind me of how my mom suffered. I couldn't take it any longer. Not that I am unfeeling, I think I feel too much. We have lost some of our favorite customers, some wonderful blessings to this earth. Every time we do, I cry.

I just decided that I need a break. I need to get into a job that is more creative. I need to spend time on my Etsy shop. I need to get out there and find a place for me that allows me to make something beautiful, or make something look beautiful. My life will take a new direction. 

So, today, I feel better :)

I came home from work all giddy, my kids were laughing. They thought it was weird that I was coming home from work in a good mood. My dad asked if I was drunk! Lol! Then the girls laughed even more. I feel like a giant weight has been lifted.

Remember last summer I was marveling at the hydrangeas on Cape Cod? And I was going to disguise myself as a local and go to a garden center there to try and get their secret for growing plants just covered in flowers? Well, I figured out the secret!
I just don't know what it is yet.

This thing is covered in flowers/buds. I don't have any idea on this planet, what I did.

It also amazes me how each flower is a different color. I know, it's all about the acid in the soil. But, it still is a little mind boggling that a plant can have so much variation.

Light pink, dark pink, green, pinkish-purple, darker purple, a tinge of blue on one side of the plant...
...white, pale purple with pale green on the other side. Just amazing. I've been putting things on the top of the soil like pine needles and coffee grounds. Maybe that's why its so varied, those items may not be hitting all the roots. This fall I will work the soil around it and add a bunch of stuff. Maybe I'll get solid blue next year then. Although, I really think the varied colors are beautiful.

So, I am thankful today for a great husband who has supported me and put up with my bad moods after work for the last couple of years. He has encouraged me to do what I would like. He knows the old saying "If Mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy". Lol. But really, he's too good to me.

And I'm also thankful I had a job when many people didn't over the last few years. If any of you are looking for a job, pharmaceuticals is the place to be, cuz doctors are prescribing the crap out of them.
Have a great night! Remember you are blessed!!! 
(Gotta go get the girls from the movies)


  1. I know what it feels like to give notice on a job that takes so much out of you that you have nothing left to give the ones you love. Kudos to you for taking that step! I know that God has something really wonderful ahead for you and I am looking forward to seeing just what it is. Blessings on this new adventure in your life!!

  2. Good for you for coming to that realization. I worked at a very, very stressful job for about 15 years. Each year becoming more so until the last 3 or so years, when I was being managed by someone who's goal was to have me quit. Every day I came home crying - I was a nervous wreck - my weight was out of control and finally I couldn't take it anymore and I gave in a quit my job. I am now working at the same company in a different department being paid about half of what I was paid before. BUT I don't go home crying - I don't work 60 hour weeks - and I don't distrust the people I work with / for.

    It was worth it.