the new normal?
I've just finished my second week of being a permanent employee. It's a relief, sure, and will feel better when I get the first pay check. But what I'm waiting for is losing that held-breath feeling I've had that each week on the job might be my last. I find myself taking deep breaths for no reason and it may be that some of that tension is working its way out. I've been so used to worrying about not having a job that it's become a normal part of my life. It's under my skin, it's in everything I buy or don't buy, every time I put gas in the car, it's in my sleep.
Shortly before I became a permanent employee (ooh, a real live person, Pinocchio no more) I started exercising. Apart from losing weight, the exercising is helping to dilute the stress. I've known for years it could but I felt locked in, just too afraid to move.
And now I've gone and committed myself to two lampworking workshops with two excellent - and pricey - teachers. I never would have had the courage to do that without the assurance of steady money coming in.
I hope I post here in a few months that this was a turning point.
Shortly before I became a permanent employee (ooh, a real live person, Pinocchio no more) I started exercising. Apart from losing weight, the exercising is helping to dilute the stress. I've known for years it could but I felt locked in, just too afraid to move.
And now I've gone and committed myself to two lampworking workshops with two excellent - and pricey - teachers. I never would have had the courage to do that without the assurance of steady money coming in.
I hope I post here in a few months that this was a turning point.