Today one of my colleagues came in and said they handed in their notice, and they're moving on in two weeks. It's sad to see people go, but I wished her well and talked about the new one.
Then, I got thinking about where I stand, and if I want to move on too and find something new entirely.
Old Thoughts
A few months ago, I was in the exact place I am now. I was thinking about the job, and looking into leaving it. But, that was kind of born through frustration.
At the time, I was a bit all over the place mentally. It was around the time the singer in my band passed away, and I was going through a kind of "fuck this," moment.
I was annoyed, and in general, I just wanted to be around my family and close friends. I was pissed off not being able to see anyone as much as I'd like, and I was pissed off that I missed a bunch of opportunities to hang out with Dave before he died.
Then, around that same time, I picked up a second job. I just basically worked my ass off for months. Looking back at it now, it's just a blur.
At the end of January, the other job finished, and I slowed back down. During this slow period, I've been going through the motions, but today, hearing that a colleague is leaving, I feel like I need a change of scenery too.
The Thing That Got Me Really Thinking
As I was having my lunch, my supervisor came in and asked me a couple of questions. Namely, she asked if I was going to be staying there, especially for the summer as things get really busy.
The answer was yeah, but the thoughts were still there.
All I care about right now is having more money. I don't mind the job, I'm good at what I do, and I get along just fine with everyone. It's just not enough, and also, I'm sick of being out of town for it. So, I've started looking and applying for things closer to home, with more hours/ days, and while I don't want to leave them in the lurch where I'm at, I have to do what's right for me.
Ideally, if I could pick up another 2 or 3 days closer to home, and juggle the two jobs, that would be great.
What I'd really like is to work solidly as much as I can until August, save like a motherfucker, and just jack everything in and hibernate for six months with Aimee, Kaleb and the new baby.
At the same time though, I don't want to run myself into the ground. I may have to pick one or the other, and realistically, as it stands now, I think the change of scenery and working closer to home would be my first choice.
