Tomorrow I become a REAL employee…
Yay! I’m no longer a temp…
Yes, the agency served its purpose and led to me and my husband BOTH getting jobs…but they did no more than they had to and they certainly were not helpful in fixing problems I had. I won’t miss them at all – and I hope not to go back.
It feels good to move into a “permanent” position, even though I know there’s not really job security anywhere anymore. Temps are usually the first to go, so it is good to get away from that. I feel more secure, and that is a relief of some of my stress.
Here’s to a bright new year, and hope for the future.
Wow…it is a wonder there aren’t cobwebs here…
It wasn’t intentional. My goal is to post at least three times a week (well – ok at least ONCE a week!) but I haven’t managed it.
Of course my computer crashed. I need my husband’s help in getting it up and running and that hasn’t been forth coming. Sigh. That’s going to drive me to do it myself, which is good for me no doubt, but I have so many other things that need doing. Sigh.
Well… to catch up: we went as a family to see Santa and have a pancake breakfast at my three-year-old’s school. That was a first for all of us and it was tremendous fun. My one-year-old sat on Santa’s lap and tried to eat the jingle bell on his belt. That was adorable. My oldest, the three year old, wouldn’t sit on Santa’s lap but he would sit near him…if I did. Sigh. Still, we got a cute family picture out of it.
Late last week, the company I have been doing temp work for made an offer. And I accepted. It isn’t effective until January, but that is fine by me. It is just WONDERFUl knowing (a) someone wants me and (b) I’m going to stop being “temporary” – these days that word just makes me nervous.
That’s about it. I am sure I’ll think of something I should have added when I no longer have computer access – that seems to be the way it works. Sigh.
Steps in the right direction…
Things are about to change. We have decided to sell the townhouse and move back “home” – back to where the majority of our families are. We’ll then have help with the kids, help getting back on our feet, help and support in any number of ways. It feels good, it feels like the right decision even if it is a little sad.
I’m going to miss my townhouse, the rooms that I’ve gotten just the way I want them. I’m going to miss my yard, even though I never arranged it the way I wanted. I’m going to miss my neighborhood with its nice paths and playgrounds and lake. I’m going to miss the convenience of everything around me.
It will be ok, though. We’re finally taking steps in the right direction and moving on with our lives.
