Allowing my zippingponging mind to settle is difficult, especially since it require not-doing.
I did reach out to friend-co-workers yesterday, which helped. I don't want to pester them, but it seems they welcome the contact as well. And I want to know the fallout. One high school teacher told us to find out what we liked to do, and figure out a way to get paid to do it. I am nosey, not a tale-carrier, but I love to hear all the awful details. I really did find my niche. It soothes my injured self worth.
I know I'm a fairly difficult person, not that I try to be. So I try to make up for it by working hard, living honestly, helping wherever I can - and as quietly as possible. I just try, all the time, not to be liked for it - but to be given a bit of benefit of the doubt. A little credit for doing my research, working out a good solution, making life a bit easier.
We are having a couple of friends over this evening, for the first time in a year. More than a year. It feels weird and good.
5 comments:
I have only just found your blog again (via Relatively Retiring) and it's a delight to hear your voice again. Sorry things are hard right now. I'm certain you have a lot of transferrable skills and there will be something you enjoy more. I changed career at 59 and have been surprised to find a number of things that suit me better.
Meanwhile, be gentle on yourself, and enjoy the cats. I wish you every happiness. Jxx
Jan,
Good to hear from you again. And you said exactly the right thing, too!
It isn't easy to change gear and run at a different pace xx
gz,
No it is not. But it was lovely having people actually here in person, and it was safe.
I'm nosy too, I love to hear how things shake out. I recently sent a catch-up email to a former co worker friend who left us last fall.
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