Moving on

Life sure flips you upside down and drags you up paths to decisions you may not want to take.

My job life has been just like that.  I had to make a choice, a really big one and after 19 years in one job, I’m moving on.

I feel excited, anxious and nervous about this choice.  Making my mind up did remove a big weight from my chest, but still I have to wonder if I’m making the right move.  I guess I’ll find out.

After 19 years in one building, I feel as much a part of the furniture as I could.  I’ve laughed, cried and roared with anger in that place.  I’ve seen others come and go, friend and foe.  Will I miss it?  The stress I won’t.  The being used and abused, I won’t.  Some of the people I might.

I’ve said this before, but announcing my decision, really brought home how little all my hard work and effort had meant to my barely above minimum wage job.  I really was only a number.  Expendable.  Worth little more than an extra body getting the job done, that someone else could do, though probably with less heart and soul than I did.

I know that I’m not the only one in the company experiencing this transition and deciding to take the money and run.  In fact, I think the company are a little shocked and scared at how many they will lose.  I don’t think their master plan to cut us all back onto fewer hours worked out as great as they’d expected.  How the mighty have fallen.

I wish all of those colleagues, who may not read this, all the best of luck for their future.  I think we have made the right choice, and unchained the corporate noose from our necks.  May we all move on to bigger, brighter and better things.


Photo by Toa Heftiba on Unsplash


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