A New Whey

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On a Mission

Not from God.  Nothing so ostentatious.  But I do find myself in a particularly unique position in my life.  I left my job....well actually, fired....but it was a much needed parting on both sides.  My supervisor was displeased at my leadership methods of treating my staff like humans and putting the care of my clients as a priority; and I felt like my supervisor was a bi-polar control freak completely lacking in any empathy for anybody else but her own fat ass.  So maybe not an amicable parting, but a mutual one and one that lifted a tremendous burden from me.  It's an old adage that, when a job becomes your life, you're no longer living.  The long hours, demanding work on what little time off I could get,  the lack of respect from my boss, being the recipient of her blame games....it was all taking a toll.  I was turning into somebody I didn't particularly like anymore.  I was getting grouchy.  I was getting angry.  I was slowly killing myself.   

I almost did it a couple of years ago, kill myself that is, with a heart attack.  Of course, I had a lot of other things besides stress to help that along.  I smoked like a locomotive and ate like a starving buzzard.  I didn't exercise worth a shit and I hadn't set foot in a doctor's office in a couple of decades.  I was a mess...but I changed a lot of that.  All except a very stressful work environment.  I'm not sure that I can say exactly how many years off my lifespan struggling with a crappy job would take; but it certainly makes what time there is unpleasant, and like the saying goes "ain't nobody got time for that".

So what to do with my time?

That's where my new found mission comes in.  More about that tomorrow.

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