Hello, my name is Debbie Downer, and this is what I have to say about this week:
Being home all day long by myself is hard. Going back to work is probably just as hard. I can't not work, I can't change that work is different from what I'm used to. It's a catch 22, and I just need to buck up and put a smile on my face.
I miss home, I miss my family, I miss my job, and I miss my friends. I don't know if this is just pregnancy hormones or what, but crying over things I can't change isn't going to help. I can't work for my old company. The commute would just be too far. But I still miss it. I miss the culture, the attitudes of the people, having more responsibility, using a system that is easy to navigate and not freaking numbers for everything. Ugh. I know that the longer I work there, the more it will make sense, but I feel like I just want something that is the same as it was back home. Is a little normalcy too much to ask?
I am so thankful for a husband who takes care of me. I think that I would be in the car and driving home if he wasn't here. After a rough day at work, he hugged me, made me dinner, cleaned up after, and told me it would all be okay. I can't compare this to my last job. Even though it's in the same industry, I am not doing the same job. I need to think of it as a whole new opportunity. I am sure that I have been placed here for some reason, now I just need to have patience and an open mind to find out why.
I hope this gets better.