When a Job Becomes Just That

First off the pictures I post with my blogs are totally irrelevant; kind of like me. I just like random pictures and believe visual stimulation helps keep my mind running. Well this is just a quick note about how my job has lost it's allure for me. Of course when I first started working at this job it was just a means to make some money. I only worked part-time at first because I had young children and only needed some extra for the family. Well that's not really true; there were some extenuating circumstances, but that's a whole other blog. Back to the dulling of my interest in my job. Over the years I increased my hours at my job for one reason or another. As all jobs go there were good times and bad; but because I spent so much time there and because it became second nature to do the things I had to do my time at work was quite pleasant. Indeed, sometimes work was an actual refuge from the stress of personal life. I have worked in the same place coming on nineteen years and you would think that I would be past being bored with it. Still work, like life has a great degree of repetition and I seem to be at a stage of life where repetition makes me want to tear my hair out. I'm not sure, but it seems to be an adult attention deficit disorder. I still have moments when my job makes me smile and if I have to work, I guess working somewhere you are used to is a great thing. But yet I do believe the time is coming for change and if I didn't have so many financial responsibilities that time would be sooner than later.

On a last note I do wish there was a punctuation check as well as a spell check. Or maybe I should have paid more attention all the years ago in school.