A Good Day
I have not posted anything about work lately, mostly because I do not think it is appropriate to say most of the things I have been thinking. Work has become increasingly frustrating for me (as I am sure is the case with a lot of people). This is something I feel a little guilty saying, considering I work in a nursing home. I have heard people say, “it takes a special person to work in long-term care;” I used to be that person, but not for some time now. I should feel a sense of accomplishment about what I do and get the warm-fuzzies when I am at work, but I do not. I think I changed from working at a large corporation for ten years, getting screwed over in the process, moving to smaller company and after about three years, noticing changes being implemented that remind me very much of the corporation I left.
Along with feeling burnt out in general, another daily irritation is my boss is pretty unpredictable when it comes to her mood: nice and calling her employees honey/baby one minute and then yelling at one or all of them for the most insignificant thing the next.
The past several weeks have been pretty aggravating with new residents’ special diet needs, the usual daily demands and coworkers being catty. I get really agitated with all of this, then I am agitated at myself for letting things get to me. It is a vicious cycle.
However, today was my first good day in a long time. My boss (who was in a decent mood) was only there for a couple of hours, passing my menus went almost as smooth as butter and supper trayline actually finished in good time with only a couple minor hiccups. After work, I met my coworker/friend for a little run to get ready for our half marathon coming up in a month (oh snap). We have lots of work to do, but remain confident. I had a nice evening to myself, since Bud was out with his friends. Tomorrow I go to my parents’ house for breffie (with crispy bacon!) and picture-taking/visiting/quilt binding.
I know I have said something like this before; I just need to look at the good things and try not to focus on the negative. I am usually a positive person, but I think I might be getting cynical as I get older.