Light at the end of the tunnel
On Christmas Day, I will most likely be starting a new life. Or rather, I WILL be starting a new life. It will likely be the first day of my unemployment, better known as retirement.
It is not a huge surprise, though there was a chance that it wouldn't happen. That chance was increased in July by a comment by one of the muckie mucks of my employer. They opted to not follow through, which is okay by me.
Any change in life brings stress. Good change, bad change, all bring stress. No different here. Adapting to the realization that 28 years in a career is coming to an end is not fun. I have been blessed beyond measure to do a job that I enjoy. I would say that I owe a debt of gratitude to my employer, but in reality, they paid me a fair wage, and I provided them value for it, so even.
Trying to map out everything for my successor is going to be a challenge. So many things I do, I just do. Documenting them will be interesting. I have already started.
So Christmas at home? On Christmas Day? No.
Working on the 23rd, closing out there. Driving to Rexburg, to help Callie move out, or move on, depending on what she does. Then home.
Three years ago, I accepted a job in Twin. I knew nothing about the job, other than it was not where I was. I felt very confident that it was what I was meant to do, but really didn't know why. Things fell into place that seemed to confirm that it was the right thing. Sarah and I tried to consider everything weighing possibilities. My mom moved up from Blackwell, to have surgery on her feet, and to be near family. My daughter had come home early from her mission. All these things were weighing on the decision to move, but we felt it was right.
But why?
That is the question that I am not really sure about.
I feel like I made a difference at work. How long lasting? Depends on my replacement. While I don't need affirmation, my boss has told me frequently that I do well, In fact she rather dislikes my self abasing manner.
I have so enjoyed directing the choir in my ward, and singing with the stake choir at conference, or in the Christmas program. It reminds me of singing with the Chorale in KC. That is definitely one of MANY things I look forward to renewing.
It has been so nice having a temple minutes away. But an hour isn't so bad. ( I remember when a temple an hour away was a miracle.)
Visiting Callie in Rexburg has kept me sane. It is good that I am coming home, since she probably is moving also. Providing a temporary landing spot for my other daughter when she left school may have been part of it also.
I love my employees, the people that I associate with at church. It will be sad to leave them behind, but change happens. I will definitely miss my choir.
I had hoped that some grand purpose in this change would have been apparent, but, as of this writing it hasn't. Two months to go.
It is not a huge surprise, though there was a chance that it wouldn't happen. That chance was increased in July by a comment by one of the muckie mucks of my employer. They opted to not follow through, which is okay by me.
Any change in life brings stress. Good change, bad change, all bring stress. No different here. Adapting to the realization that 28 years in a career is coming to an end is not fun. I have been blessed beyond measure to do a job that I enjoy. I would say that I owe a debt of gratitude to my employer, but in reality, they paid me a fair wage, and I provided them value for it, so even.
Trying to map out everything for my successor is going to be a challenge. So many things I do, I just do. Documenting them will be interesting. I have already started.
So Christmas at home? On Christmas Day? No.
Working on the 23rd, closing out there. Driving to Rexburg, to help Callie move out, or move on, depending on what she does. Then home.
Three years ago, I accepted a job in Twin. I knew nothing about the job, other than it was not where I was. I felt very confident that it was what I was meant to do, but really didn't know why. Things fell into place that seemed to confirm that it was the right thing. Sarah and I tried to consider everything weighing possibilities. My mom moved up from Blackwell, to have surgery on her feet, and to be near family. My daughter had come home early from her mission. All these things were weighing on the decision to move, but we felt it was right.
But why?
That is the question that I am not really sure about.
I feel like I made a difference at work. How long lasting? Depends on my replacement. While I don't need affirmation, my boss has told me frequently that I do well, In fact she rather dislikes my self abasing manner.
I have so enjoyed directing the choir in my ward, and singing with the stake choir at conference, or in the Christmas program. It reminds me of singing with the Chorale in KC. That is definitely one of MANY things I look forward to renewing.
It has been so nice having a temple minutes away. But an hour isn't so bad. ( I remember when a temple an hour away was a miracle.)
Visiting Callie in Rexburg has kept me sane. It is good that I am coming home, since she probably is moving also. Providing a temporary landing spot for my other daughter when she left school may have been part of it also.
I love my employees, the people that I associate with at church. It will be sad to leave them behind, but change happens. I will definitely miss my choir.
I had hoped that some grand purpose in this change would have been apparent, but, as of this writing it hasn't. Two months to go.
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