So, last month I got bit by the "You're not challenging yourself Amie" (work wise) So I took it upon myself to start applying for jobs. It all happened so fast and here I am a little over a week in at my new gig and I can say without a doubt I made the right choice.
True, everything is sunshine and rainbows right now but I really think I made the right decisions. I LOVED my old job. That's a bold face lie. I LOVED the people I worked with. OK that's another bold face lie. I LOVED half of the people I work with. Let's face it. That place was ran crocked and shit fell down from the top. It was time to move on.
I left on a very good note and I know I have made friends for life. Just check where I am on the 2nd Thursday of every month. I'm about 3 drinks deep in happy hour with old co-workers.
The new gig is fantabouls.(yes I make up words) More money, more stability, more flexibility, No crazy boss, I'm appreciated, It's professional, I can wear scrubs, and did I mention MORE MONEY! I've already gotten a raise. #WINNING!
I am so thankful. God is so faithful.