Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Country roads take me far from home
So I've decided to take the Staunton job, my last day in Lebanon is August 19 and I made that formal yesterday.
I've already got my bank account switched over (US Bank doesn't operate in Virginia), so that's out of the way. I'm split between doing too much on some of the issues around here to avoid getting my head caught somewhere when it's time to slow down on mmy work as I walk out the door.
And at home I have to begin the horrid task I've been dreading for almost 16 months now ... cleaning.
I'm not completely "pumped" about this job yet, all of it seems foreign. I know in my heart it's the right thing to do, though, I can't imagine any more today than I could two months ago that the sense of fulfillment I think I'm looking for is somehow just around the corner here in Lebanon if only I waited a little bit longer.
I mean I've been here 16 months and my sense of job satisfaction here has only gotten worse. I think it was largely the vacation (Alaska, it was amazing) that got me out the worsening grumpiness that defined my mood in the time up to my leaving.
People have, naturally, asked "why so far away?" Well, the short answer is I've already spent some time applying for similar positions in papers of a similar size (in fact bigger) in Missouri without success. I think design could get me further than my level of reporting ability did and this is an opportunity to do design, make more money and get a job within an organization that could propel me to almost anywhere in the country.
It does not come without its opportunity cost, though. I'm leaving Missouri after living no further than a half-hour's drive from my grandparents for 16 months. It's not as much (though it's a part of it) that I need their proximity, but I feel kind of guilty about leaving them here when they were very excited to have someone close by (more so my grandmother than my grandfather, exactly what grandfather feels I don't know because he doesn't frequently express it).
In any case that seems to be all I can put together at the moment.
I've already got my bank account switched over (US Bank doesn't operate in Virginia), so that's out of the way. I'm split between doing too much on some of the issues around here to avoid getting my head caught somewhere when it's time to slow down on mmy work as I walk out the door.
And at home I have to begin the horrid task I've been dreading for almost 16 months now ... cleaning.
I'm not completely "pumped" about this job yet, all of it seems foreign. I know in my heart it's the right thing to do, though, I can't imagine any more today than I could two months ago that the sense of fulfillment I think I'm looking for is somehow just around the corner here in Lebanon if only I waited a little bit longer.
I mean I've been here 16 months and my sense of job satisfaction here has only gotten worse. I think it was largely the vacation (Alaska, it was amazing) that got me out the worsening grumpiness that defined my mood in the time up to my leaving.
People have, naturally, asked "why so far away?" Well, the short answer is I've already spent some time applying for similar positions in papers of a similar size (in fact bigger) in Missouri without success. I think design could get me further than my level of reporting ability did and this is an opportunity to do design, make more money and get a job within an organization that could propel me to almost anywhere in the country.
It does not come without its opportunity cost, though. I'm leaving Missouri after living no further than a half-hour's drive from my grandparents for 16 months. It's not as much (though it's a part of it) that I need their proximity, but I feel kind of guilty about leaving them here when they were very excited to have someone close by (more so my grandmother than my grandfather, exactly what grandfather feels I don't know because he doesn't frequently express it).
In any case that seems to be all I can put together at the moment.
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