Guts and Gratitude

I had a long talk with myself this weekend, (and a short, supportive chat with my husband) about where I am in my life right now, and how to find the right path to walk. I've struggled with going back to work, wondering how to stay at a frustrating job that makes me wish I were doing something that I either enjoyed, or felt better about doing. It turns out I do not find fulfillment administering GED placement tests to the minions of high school dropouts who wander in daily. I thought I could focus on the "helping people better their lives" part, but I can't, really, given that they just keep coming in ever increasing numbers. Even if they manage to stay with the program and pass all the tests (and the odds are terrible) what awaits them out there? Armed with hope and a shiny new GED, they will be competing with unemployed and underemployed bachelors and master's degrees. Like mine. It's scary, but I don't want to be motivated by fear.

I'd gotten pretty twisted up in my head lately, between loathing coming to work, feeling torn about less time with my family and fretting about my marketability, being over 50 and a relic from an industry that barely exists anymore. I had almost convinced myself I had no options. Silly goose. It took a lovely weekend getaway with the husband and daughter, to a volleyball tournament in the tackiest place on earth, the Wisconsin Dells, for me to finally realize that I didn't have to stay on this path just because I chose it. That I didn't have to be a square peg in a round hole. That sometimes it's OK to quit something when it's not working. That I will figure this out, and that I'd rather be broke trying to find something that's a better fit for me and my skills than to stay where I am overqualified and under-appreciated. Not to mention completely frustrated with the bizarre management and miscommunication and inefficiency that comes with the public sector. And then there's the long commute and the rigid inflexibility with time off, which really tore me apart this week, when my daughter spent four days home alone sick because I can't take time off. Then there's the fact that when I finally do earn time off, the only way to take it is to beg someone who has to beg for permission to cover for me. I thought about all these things this weekend, given the luxury of perspective, and realized that I was making myself feel trapped, and without options, and that is not how I need to live my life, and not who I am. I may not really know who I am anymore, this older version of me, but I know who I am not.

I decided to move on, because I realized I have skills, and I'll find somewhere to use them. I told my boss yesterday that I was just too old to work somewhere this stupid. That the job wasn't what it was supposed to be, and that I was as wrong for them as they were for me. She took the news like she'd heard it a dozen times before, at least, and she probably has. I don't know when exactly I'm finished, because I won't leave until the new girl is up to speed. But I feel like a huge weight has been lifted, like I am no longer trapped by my stubbornness into staying where I can't be fulfilled in any way except monetarily. We've struggled before, we may struggle again. I'll land on my feet, I always have. And I may have to work a few more jobs that suck until I find the right one, but that's OK. I'll find one closer to home, closer to school, closer to my heart. Or I'll die trying, because settling will only kill me quicker.

So today I am grateful for being honest with myself, and for having the guts to follow the voice in my heart, not the logic in my head. Life is too short to be in the wrong place 5 days a week. And to paraphrase a quote I collected years ago, it takes guts to be happy.

Here's a little gift of gratitude from the world of YouTube and TED conferences. I hope it makes you as happy as it made me to watch the beauty unfold, and to listen to the words of wonder and gratitude.




I heard this in the car today and had to add it to this post. Do what you love, and the world will follow. Indeed.