Man it is easy to realize you have spent hours on Facebook or social media and gotten absolutely nothing done. So I am starting to recognize that is a terrible plan when you do get that time back you always dreamed of having.
I do think I certainly feel I have some positive contributions to generally offer in terms of directives to information that many might find useful. But I also realize it might not actually be helping anyone. I think it sometimes, as my husband says, makes me feel like I am happy to be right. That the time I am spending trying to assuage my righteousness might be better spent on my own projects, and that is absolutely true. So--although I certainly do seem to have something to say about a lot of things, that my time would be better utilized in the production and creation of my own life and goals. It is super hard NOT to contribute to the national dialogue sometimes, but I am recognizing that it certainly isn't going to secure me a heck of a lot of favor with really anyone. My husband gets pissed at me, and certainly I get ...
I have realized this whole freedom thing I am experiencing is not the most comfortable thing. I think I would be better at it were I not totally alone in this house, but for now, I am dealing with it as well as I can. Not the freedom thing, the alone with just me and the dog thing.
I have never been free to just do what I want. I don't think most people understand what I mean by that. I mean I can literally do whatever I want to make money, and technically I can make as little or as much of it as I can. I do not have to worry about health insurance because for the first time since I was 17--I am not the one responsible for carrying it. The onus for that is on Don, and I don't envy that, exactly, but he has been getting the kinds of job inquiries that have that as something you get without having to put in the requisite 90 days--generally speaking benefits for jobs for him over the past year or two seem to start on Day 1. I have never had that kind of skill set ...
Speaking of that, I resigned from my job yesterday. A job I had for 6+ years. On top of it being the only job I have kept for more than 3 years ever, it was something I really enjoyed doing. I enjoyed the people I worked with, the selling process, all of it that involved the actual completion of the work. I was really quite good at it, in fact, and I left before management figured out a way to disparage me. I know I bitch and complain here, but this is like my private room where some of you come around every once in a while to peer in, but ultimately I am nothing but fun to work around, because I understand the nuances of psychology and being someone who can be looked up to, and counted on. Nobody wants a negative person in their work environment, so I always always tried to be a positive force.
I respected the people I worked with, and even if I did not like them personally, never spent any time wishing anything poorly on them. I simply ALWAYS treated people the way I wanted to be treated, so when ...
