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Misunderstood

"She's not crazy just a little misunderstood."-BTE

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

It's a nice thing to be able to say to someone "Oh I love my job." It's quite another to live it. I constantly find myself stressed out and tense as a result from the job I work at right now. Sometimes the stress is good--the stress that tells me I've had a productive day and I really made a difference for a person or persons today. Other times, the stress is negative--so much to the point that I think about the idea of pursuing jobs at the other end of the spectrum. There are pros, there are cons, obviously. I suppose it's all about taking risks. Do I risk losing a job that I really do love at the end of the day to venture off to some other job that may very well bring me more happiness (and not to mention money)? Or do I stay where I feel comfortable and established and reap those benefits that keep me here? I guess I have my whole life ahead to make these mistakes and strides. But when it comes to financial security, I'm not a big risk-taker. I need ensurance...ensurance that I can pay my bills and buy those shoes. Who knows. Things change.