Working, or Not, For a Living
Ahhhh, this writing thing, it feels good! I had forgotten how much. When I say the last 12 or so years have been a blur, I really mean it. I think once I went back to work, it was on. Even though it was part time, having two kids, one of them neuro-divergent, just put me into a mental and physical overdrive that I am only now starting to come down off of. I didn't really realize how much until I just kind of stopped. Did I mention I had to leave my job? It happened just back in March. I won't get into the particulars of it, but let's just say I was given an interesting choice by my former boss. A choice that pretty much any worker would find impossible to make, and I said, screw it, I'm out. It was only twenty hours a week anyway and it had kind of turned into the job from hell. I had left my cushy government job to strike out into the non profit world where I was told I could work from home! Have more flexibility! Use my years of expertise to get out and w...