It’s been about 5 days since we returned from Geneva. My room is clearly still in a state of mess. The Man, on the other hand, has managed to unpack most of his stuff making me look like the messy one with things strewn all over in our shared space.
I had a mini-meltdown yesterday while packing. I looked helplessly at the mess and wondered what my life has turned to. It’s been a mad couple of days with me exasperated to ease back into our life, trying to come up with some form of schedule to get my life back in order. My ultimate aim is to of course go back into the workforce. After months of not working, I’m kinda eager to get my career back on track.
Job satisfaction? Is it a utopian term? Not exactly. I’ve been lucky to find job satisfaction in my previous jobs, having worked with amazing bosses and wonderful team-mates – most of whom I still keep in touch with from time to time. But now I can’t help feel as if I’m fallen off the ladder in this cruel corporate game of ‘Snakes and Ladders’ and back where I started. While some reassured me that the glass is not half-empty for I have skills and credentials that I’ve acquired in my 10 over years of working; others shared that it’s tough getting a job in today’s economy.
Well, so I’ve been testing the waters, sending out my resume for the past couple of weeks (since Geneva) but I’ve to admit it’s a little quiet out there. The Man said I’m just too overly ‘enthusiastic’ and it takes a while to hunt and land that possible job offer. So for now, I’m just trying to calm my nerves and pray that the ‘Job Fairy’ will send some interviews along my way soon.
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