Monday, February 6, 2012

Starting At Square One

    It is safe to say that my history of starting over goes back about ten years. I had been a music therapy student for four years, and decided it wasn't for me, switching my major to English, and moving to Texas.  Then, after completing my degree, I got a job at the T-System, Inc., a company that I enjoyed working for in a job that I could see had growth potential.  I worked my way up to a project management type position, then things became stagnant.  During the 6 years I was doing all of this at the T-system, the company went through many changes, eventually culminating in a "not-a-takeover" by an investment company and a complete change-over of management.
    After six years, multiple raises and position changes, many supervising managers, and many "learning opportunities", I found myself in the position of no longer agreeing with the direction or philosophies of the company, unable to enjoy my job, and becoming physically ill at the thought of going in to work each morning.  And so I took my second great leap of faith, quitting my job in what many are deeming the worst economy and job market ever.
    When I first quit, I took the option of cashing out my 401k, giving myself 3 months in which to find a job.  I was confident that this would not necessarily be easy, but at least feasible.  At the beginning of January things hit a critical point.  I have now moved in with my parents in Kansas, and am really starting over from square one.  I'm not sure how it will go, and I'm taking so many thing on faith that I get panicky just thinking about it, but I am doing what I have to in order to continue placing one foot in front of the other.
    I also decided, at the suggestion and encouragement of many wonderful friends, that it would not only be informative for them but cathartic for myself to keep a blog about all of this.  I will be attempting to update at least once a day, but we will see how that goes.  I may be sharing how the job hunting is going, I may be sharing an inspirational poem or quote, or I may just be saying that there is nothing to say, but I will be trying my hardest.
    That is, after all, the most that anyone can expect when your world feels like it has been washed clean and then tossed into a salad spinner, waiting for the motions to start drying it all off again.

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