Procrastinating...with a purpose....

I've been putting off writing in my blog. I've been trying to write something about my new job but after one week I really don't have much to say. Let's just say, I'm not thrilled with it. I guess I'm grateful to have a job but what the heck does that really mean? We should all just bear down and tough it out and be miserable yet somehow grateful? Weird.

I feel at a loss to know what the heck happened in my life here. I mean, for the past 16 years, I've been doing exactly what I loved and am really good at and then one day that all got taken away from me and now I'm being told, by my employer, that because of that 16 years I am valuable and they need my input but no one has yet to ask for that input and the one time I just offered some input I was told I was being resistive. Sheesh...

I worked myself up into such a stressbot this week I actually got sick and couldn't go into work on Friday. I think I'll start looking around again. I just don't know if I can stick with this. I've never felt less enthusiastic about anything in my life...including root canal.