My graveyard shift diggin' for things to do days are over... [least for now]

Yup. There has been some good news in my life this past week or two... and that is that I am going to be returning to my former job.

After getting demoted two months ago and being forced into a new job that was so different than what I had been doing the previous 10 years, I thought my world was caving in. I had white hairs for the first time in my life. Although there have been several issues with my new work situation [working in a 24-hr/365 days/year facility, huge pay cut, no job training and management issues], I learned an incredible amount in just two months. I had been working with a population I have never worked with, met some great co-workers, and understood a different field of work that I never had before. While I had been longing for a change in my job for so long [working 10 years in the same field and being only 28 is a long time to be in one place], it was hard being forced into change.

When all is said and done, as I'm winding down my last graveyard shift [okay its only 2:40 am and I'm not off 'til 7:30 am but I'm all for wishful thinking], I can't help and feel bittersweet about going back to my "old" job, where I supposedly belong. The job I've had the last two months as been interesting, exciting and at times, admittedly a little scary. I'm not sure I've thought those things about my last job in quite some time. Working here has opened my eyes to new possibilities for my career and definitely spawned me to aggressively think about my next steps of my career path. I suppose also, that my dad will stop subtly nagging me and will be more than pleased that I'm actively looking into going back to school for graduate studies.

I guess this is my way of saying goodbye, but just for now.