It is a little odd, having a new job. Especially when you have had the same job for 12 years. I knew how to do the old job with my hands behind my back and one eye closed. I was really good at my old job. But I was bored to tears. I had learned everything there was to learn, and there was no where to go. I was, in one word, done.
But I could have stayed forever. And it was easy. And stressful.
My new job. I’m going to be honest with you. I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing. And that is hard. Because I’m a perfectionist by nature. And I stare at memos and laws and books and things I am supposed to be doing and I shrug my shoulders and wonder how many questions are too many questions to ask. Because it is my 4th day and shouldn’t I know this by now?
I’m also a little hard on myself.
So yes, I’m riding the learning curve and trying to figure things out and realizing that even though I let go of easy, and walked into the hard, I am absolutely 100% sure I made the right decision. Life isn’t always supposed to be easy. And sometimes you have to take a chance, take a leap, to get to where you are supposed to go.