I am currently on a week-long vacation and so far I have been productive.
I was able to take a competency exam for one of the hospitals I applied for and it went well. I have an interview scheduled on Monday. I am crossing my fingers and praying that I get this job. I have another interview scheduled next Wednesday, but if I get this job before that I will take it, because I’ve always wanted to work at a children’s hospital.
I am of course not excited to go back to work next week. The toxicity that I have to endure will surely be just as potent when I come back and I am not looking forward to it. Nevertheless, I will do my job to the best of my ability because there are patients who depend on us hospital workers at the end of the line, especially during the pandemic.
I think I just needed a major life shakedown, a new challenge. My life has become too monotonous that I sometimes feel like fun has been sucked out of it. I think my only mistake was not looking for another job when I started feeling unfulfilled at my current one. I feel like I have given and learned all that I could and that it is time to broaden my horizons and face a new environment. I’ve always wanted to work closer to the city anyway, suburban life is really not my cup of tea. Some colour back would be refreshing.
One year of living with covid has been dull and depressing, but I consider myself lucky that I never got sick. There are millions of people worldwide who weren’t so lucky. I thank God everyday for protecting me and my family. While we were faced with a scary situation when my mom had her quadruple bypass surgery, she powered through and is not practically moving like she used to. Now all that’s left is for covid to finally be over so we can slowly have some semblance of normalcy after being encased in an invisible prison for more than a year now.
Don’t forget to wash your hands, maintain social distancing and follow your government’s safety protocols. If we do it together, we can beat this.