Gone…but forgotten also?
It seems like ages since I actually blogged anything of interest or importance. Life has been a jumbled ball of work, school, family, the house, the garden and most importantly, Cole. I have sometimes felt guilty about not blogging because, for myself, it was (and still seems to be) a healthy outlet to vent, to muse and to ponder how thing should be, or might be in my life and in the lives of my family and friends.
To this end, I know that good habits that break down are sometimes harder to start up again. Take exercise. I know that I need to do it, but why is it so difficult to get back into the swing of it? I know how great I feel when I am doing it on a regular basis, yet I get out of the routine and suddenly, everything takes precedence over it. Then I begin to feel physically ill and that only adds to the ease in which I put it off.
Work has become burdensome, which I know sounds like whining, but the situation there hasn’t improved and there are no signs that there would be even the slightest reprieve. The workforce at my company has been so beaten down in general and the morale there is completely unhealthy and negative, with no signs of improvement. While I enjoy my fellow crewmates, for the most part, the constant barrage I feel of animosity and vitriol towards corporate management is truly taking a toll on my personal well being and I am fearful for my personal mental and physical health.
I’m sure there are those of you who would read this and think, “If you are so unhappy there, then find a new place to work…change the scene and make a new start!” Believe me, that is certainly not an issue for me. But at my age and with the responsibilities that I have currently tied to my career, it is not an easy endeavor to undertake. I have never been one to be pensive about cutting ties and moving onto new horizons. I suppose that my age and my acquired knowledge throughout my life’s experience has caused me reason to step back from the situation first and thoroughly examine the options (or lack thereof) first before gathering up the courage to once again take that leap of faith into the great unknown.
It seems that I, like so many of you, have life coming at me at lightning speed, and one must be prepared for all that it might throw one’s way! Have I been lax in my abilities that I have had previously to foresee the inevitable when it is staring me right in the face? Have I been lazy and comfortable in my surroundings that I have allowed myself to slip into a false sense of serenity and security, without paying the slightest bit of attention to how the world might be changing around me and that it may be leaving the station without me?
By no means have I felt like “Chicken Little,” worried that the sky is falling, but I do know that if I’m not careful in my current and upcoming choices, my fears may become reality. To that end, I must find a solution and I’m not above begging and groveling to my friends and family to find it.
To this end, I know that good habits that break down are sometimes harder to start up again. Take exercise. I know that I need to do it, but why is it so difficult to get back into the swing of it? I know how great I feel when I am doing it on a regular basis, yet I get out of the routine and suddenly, everything takes precedence over it. Then I begin to feel physically ill and that only adds to the ease in which I put it off.
Work has become burdensome, which I know sounds like whining, but the situation there hasn’t improved and there are no signs that there would be even the slightest reprieve. The workforce at my company has been so beaten down in general and the morale there is completely unhealthy and negative, with no signs of improvement. While I enjoy my fellow crewmates, for the most part, the constant barrage I feel of animosity and vitriol towards corporate management is truly taking a toll on my personal well being and I am fearful for my personal mental and physical health.
I’m sure there are those of you who would read this and think, “If you are so unhappy there, then find a new place to work…change the scene and make a new start!” Believe me, that is certainly not an issue for me. But at my age and with the responsibilities that I have currently tied to my career, it is not an easy endeavor to undertake. I have never been one to be pensive about cutting ties and moving onto new horizons. I suppose that my age and my acquired knowledge throughout my life’s experience has caused me reason to step back from the situation first and thoroughly examine the options (or lack thereof) first before gathering up the courage to once again take that leap of faith into the great unknown.
It seems that I, like so many of you, have life coming at me at lightning speed, and one must be prepared for all that it might throw one’s way! Have I been lax in my abilities that I have had previously to foresee the inevitable when it is staring me right in the face? Have I been lazy and comfortable in my surroundings that I have allowed myself to slip into a false sense of serenity and security, without paying the slightest bit of attention to how the world might be changing around me and that it may be leaving the station without me?
By no means have I felt like “Chicken Little,” worried that the sky is falling, but I do know that if I’m not careful in my current and upcoming choices, my fears may become reality. To that end, I must find a solution and I’m not above begging and groveling to my friends and family to find it.
