12 Days

I’m getting ready to go back to work after my lovely 12 days off. It's very strange to think in the next 12 days I’ll no longer be employed by the company where I’ve spent the past two years. 8 shifts, that’s it.  Or 96 hours, which sounds like hell, so we’ll stick with 8 shifts.

I’m genuinely sad to be going, but it’s most definitely time. This job has turned me into someone I don’t like and when things get like that, it’s time to move on. At some point you need to put your happiness first before it starts affecting your life outside work…. Or you break your toe kicking a pole.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t expect the new job to all magic and rainbows, but at this point as long as it’s not where I currently am, we’re good.

I’m still hoping with a bit of luck a few of the drivers will follow me over to the new job. As much time as I spend with the office staff, I’m not really going to miss them. The drivers are the people who make the job and without a doubt they’re the people I will miss the most.

Anyways, I am going and make the most of this my last day off and by that I mean write another blog because I’ll be working when the next post is planned to go live and I’m trying really hard to get back to my 8 posts a month. But before I go I have this question for you; if you left your job today, what would you miss most? Let me know in the comment box below and as always stay and play safe.

Love,

The Honest Bitch 

xoxo