Congratulate Me

I miss writing so much. But it was never such an indisposable part of my day that I couldn't put it down when things got hectic. As a result, it's been put down....like, for EVER!



Well, no more! I'll have none of it. I want (to try to save) this time for myself. I enjoy it. I need it.



I miss it.





So, skipping to the end...I am now an officially official employee of NC Hospice. (The names have been omitted to protect the innocent.) Yes, yes. Thank you, thank you. *bowing* My officially official title is Clinical Assistant. My boss is the Office Manager, I work for the Clinical Director, and I assist the Outreach Coordinator and the Education Coordinator.









I make $12.50/hour.







Yeah...





I guess I started out thinking that I just needed a position to get us by -- something for now, until David's bankrolling our day to day living. Don't worry about getting a "career" position...I wouldn't want to have that kind of time committment to deal with right now anyway.



Now. I think I feel a little differently.



I work my ass off. I'm extremely emotionally invested in the entire workings of the agency. I think, "How I can contribute to the growth of the company" in my off hours. And I make $12.50. Did I mention I have over $35,000 in student loan debt? For a degree that is, as of yet, untouched.



So I begin to wonder....If I'm working 40-hour weeks, if I have a deep-seeded desire to settle in to a team environment and contribute to the success of my organization, if I don't get to snuggle with my children on the couch every morning and make them warm breakfasts of pancakes and bacon and eggs......Why the hell aren't I making more friggin money?? To quote Oh Brother, Where Art Thou, "That don't make no sense!"



I am SOOOO thankful for the job I have been given. And I adore my co-workers and management. But I've come to a slightly painful, or more accurately, a breath-knocked-outta-me, conclusion -- there's no way out. That means, with my current education and the current employment structure of this agency, there are only two positions I could ever hope to qualify for: Volunteer Coordinator and Quality Assurance. Volunteer Coordinator? Well, we already have two and neither of them show any signs of leaving. QA? Yeah, that position is actually currently open....to someone with three years hospice experience. That's not me....not yet.



Because I am office staff and I have no clinical background, I have virtually already hit my ceiling in the three- almost four months of my employment.





Did I mention I have over $35,000 in student loan debt?





So is the job search -- or, should I say, "career search" -- back on? I dunno. I do know this job was provided by God Himself. No ifs, ands, or buts about that one. Was I put there because He has work for me to do there? *shrug* Was I put there as a means to provide income while finding my career footing? *shrug* Or, was it some other reason...something of which I cannot even fathom? I, honest to God, don't know.





I was awarded Employee of the Month for June! Hadn't even been hired on yet as a permanent employee and still got Employee of the Month. Frickin YEAH!



So, am I happy in my job? Absolutely. Am I happy in my rate of pay? Not as much. Am I out trolling for another job, *ahem*, career? Not sure yet. But I'll keep you posted.







I promise.







ALL MY LOVE!!