Started a job last week working with little kids. It was a job that should NOT be so darned trying, but it hadn't been organized the best (in fact, CHAOS would be a better description); therefore, leaving a new worker bee with little security and even less gumption to go back the next day. (I REALLY had to convince myself to go back each day.)
I am not really much of a crier; although, I cried almost every day after school. (NOTE: Friday I did not cry.)
I am normally such an optimist; although, I somehow managed to utter the words "I HATE MY NEW JOB!" I am reminded that there is stress in starting ANY new job. I am told that all of the kinks will work out and that each day will get a little better than the last. (I sure do hope so!)
And while at school - when the scared, little kids started to cry – they always exclaim "I want my mom...." Truth be told, being in my 30's, I found that I wanted my mom, too!
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