When One Door Closes...
Let me begin by saying this entry is long overdue.
It’s no secret that I’ve been MIA for a while now, a fact that kills my conscience whenever I think of the friends with whom I’ve neglected to keep in contact. Sadly, anybody who knows me knows that I tend to turn turtle and curl up into my shell when my mood sours…and that’s mildly describing how I’ve felt lately.
In hindsight, I wish I had a better excuse for my absence rather than job troubles-not to say work-related issues are not a legitimate reason for stress (they most certainly are!), but what irks me is that it was my crappy, totally-not-worth-the-trouble job that crippled my mood. Because the job simply was not, in any way, worth all the hassle, depression, anxiety, and health problems it created for me. And in the end, that was my wake-up call to leave it. So yes, mark the calendar; Aiselne finally walked away from her job from hell, and I honestly feel like I broke up a borderline-abusive relationship. No exaggeration.
Of course, for those of you wondering why in hell it took me so long to make such a blatantly obvious decision, I’d struggled to find an alternative job. As if having a shitty job isn’t killjoy enough, failing to land a better job can be even more depressing. But either: a.) luck smiled on me, b.) another employer was impressed with my skills, or c.) said employer was desperate/drunk/delirious/etc… However you want to look at it, I finally found myself a better job. :) Granted, it’s not perfect (what job is?) and I’d reeeally like to gain a few more hours a week, but I figure I can work myself up the ladder. One step at a time.
Best of all, my mood has improved tenfold. It’s gonna’ take a little more time for my body to readjust itself, but I am sleeping better, so that’s definitely a good start. I’m hoping this healthy upward improvement will continue so I can enjoy the approaching summer. I’ve got boatloads of backlog to catch up on!!
I can’t make any promises right now, but I am hoping to get back into the swing of my fanworks (I miss them so!). Chapter 5 of At Sixes and Sevens is in progress and still has a tentative publication later this month, early July at the latest. I don’t want to pile too many WIPs on my plate right now until I get better acclimated with my new job and schedule. Hopefully I’ll have some more definitive updates next month.
In the meantime, tremendous thank yous (a million times over) to all my friends who have been so patient and understanding with me during my sad little hiatus. With that lousy chapter in my life officially over, my goal is to make the next one much, much better.
It’s no secret that I’ve been MIA for a while now, a fact that kills my conscience whenever I think of the friends with whom I’ve neglected to keep in contact. Sadly, anybody who knows me knows that I tend to turn turtle and curl up into my shell when my mood sours…and that’s mildly describing how I’ve felt lately.
In hindsight, I wish I had a better excuse for my absence rather than job troubles-not to say work-related issues are not a legitimate reason for stress (they most certainly are!), but what irks me is that it was my crappy, totally-not-worth-the-trouble job that crippled my mood. Because the job simply was not, in any way, worth all the hassle, depression, anxiety, and health problems it created for me. And in the end, that was my wake-up call to leave it. So yes, mark the calendar; Aiselne finally walked away from her job from hell, and I honestly feel like I broke up a borderline-abusive relationship. No exaggeration.
Of course, for those of you wondering why in hell it took me so long to make such a blatantly obvious decision, I’d struggled to find an alternative job. As if having a shitty job isn’t killjoy enough, failing to land a better job can be even more depressing. But either: a.) luck smiled on me, b.) another employer was impressed with my skills, or c.) said employer was desperate/drunk/delirious/etc… However you want to look at it, I finally found myself a better job. :) Granted, it’s not perfect (what job is?) and I’d reeeally like to gain a few more hours a week, but I figure I can work myself up the ladder. One step at a time.
Best of all, my mood has improved tenfold. It’s gonna’ take a little more time for my body to readjust itself, but I am sleeping better, so that’s definitely a good start. I’m hoping this healthy upward improvement will continue so I can enjoy the approaching summer. I’ve got boatloads of backlog to catch up on!!
I can’t make any promises right now, but I am hoping to get back into the swing of my fanworks (I miss them so!). Chapter 5 of At Sixes and Sevens is in progress and still has a tentative publication later this month, early July at the latest. I don’t want to pile too many WIPs on my plate right now until I get better acclimated with my new job and schedule. Hopefully I’ll have some more definitive updates next month.
In the meantime, tremendous thank yous (a million times over) to all my friends who have been so patient and understanding with me during my sad little hiatus. With that lousy chapter in my life officially over, my goal is to make the next one much, much better.