Today was the kind of day that reminds me that my job is the wrong job for me. Unfortunately, I am having these types of days more frequently.
And so this afternoon and evening I've found it particularly hard to decompress - which is ridiculous considering what a low-level position I hold.
The things that fit well about my job are that it's part time, it's 5 minutes from home and 10 minutes or less to my kids' schools. I get paid a very decent hourly rate, and I don't have to have my kids in childcare before school, and only briefly after school hours.
The less-than-lovely things about my job are that it's part time, and I'm not paid for holidays or days I take off, such as the upcoming last two weeks of my kids summer vacation when there is no camp. I am really looking forward to those two weeks with my children (and one will be with my husband, too) but that's a whole half-month's pay I'll be missing.
Here is my wishlist for the RIGHT job:
It will be a work-from-home job. I don't want to wear my pjs to work, but it's pointless to commute; it's completely unproductive time for which I am not compensated. Also, I want a portable career; we don't plan on living here always and I don't want the location of my work to limit where we live.
It will have minimal interaction with people. Give me work, and let me do it!
It will be flexible. I prefer to keep my home life and work life separate. But everywhere I see work spilling over into folk's personal time. If that's the new normal thanks to cell phones, e-mail, text messages, etc. than there's going to have to be some pushback of personal needs during typical workday hours.
I looked on a jobsite online today and found it overwhelming. But I must not allow myself to get stuck. The right job is out there for me.