Crawling out from under my rock

Well. I did it again. I started an idea,and lily pad thought processed my way through a year or so, Shame on me. I still do independent contracting, mostly general transcription. We are also in the process of moving from Florida, back to Maryland. Am not thrilled, and could make excuses or point fingers to the government for their lack of properly running the country, but that's not going to do any good. Jobs are relocated, we have a home to go back to, and that's a mixed blessing, folks.

My daughter's friend has a brother who recently got married. On a hot July evening in Northeast Florida, they allowed me to photograph their small family ceremony. It was quaint and full of love. I volunteered to do what i could with what pictures i had taken, to make them special for them. I used actions and templates from online sources, they are not my own. But they sure made these photos special.

Am waiting on permission to publish my creations from the bride. Will do so when she contacts me back after looking over the first batch of edits.

In other news.....

The girlchild will now be a Junior in High School. Hard to believe. It seems like yesterday that she was walking away from me for the first time, with a little basket in her hands while walking on a beach looking for shells that would catch her eye.
We are trying online schooling. It's tuition free while we live here in Florida. When we get back to Maryland, that's a different story. Maryland has to be difficult and charges tuition for the same course that girlchild will be taking here for free. However, the move is inevitable. Am hoping to find a part time job so i can pay that tuition, even though we already pay taxes for that identical online high school education. *sigh*

If you've ever had a child in school in Maryland, you would understand. We are tired of the sub-culture rendering itself as part of our child. We also don't tolerate some of the boundary missing behavior in the area. We notice that the most in young people in that area. We aren't better than anyone else, we just want our kid to be herself, not a vigilante. LoL.

More later. Things to do today. More photos to edit. Am having too much fun with this. Wish i could turn it in to a part time buisness. I know the perfect business partner, too. Hmmm.

Many will enter, few will win.

Life. All of us enter into it the very same way. Although a few of my friends will personally attest that i was indeed one who crawled out from underneath a rock. Everyday is endured, savored, and it's up to each individual to make the decision to enjoy life in general. And work is a whole other creature my friends.

So, how do YOU make your day worth it's weight in chocolate? That's what this blog on is all about. Learning, sharing, and enjoying.

In 2006 I personally grew very frustrated with working FOR the people I was employed with. I wasn't a rotten employee, I wasn't disliked, however, I WAS so worn out with the whole routine. The routine required that I dress as someone I wasn't, in colors I didn't care for. Wallaby darned! if I didn't match everyone else in every way, I wasn't part of the cookie-cutter medical office, and needed to be cast out!

I took a deep breath, and one night at a PTO meeting at my child's school, I finally asked the lady who always sat in the row ahead of me, about what I always heard her talking about when I saw her. It was easy to speak to her, especially when our children rode the same school bus.

I spent nearly two months researching, double checking the computer and office equipment we had at home. At the beginning of the third month, I "grew a pair" and handed in my two-week notice at the office. The Office manager didn't have time to speak with me when I approached her, at what seemed to be a very appropriate time to hand her my written notice in person. She was too busy texting, and told me "Whatever it is hon, just put it in my Inbox, and I will get to it". So I did exactly what she asked. Don't you know, that my notice of resignation went unread for two weeks. I had on several occasions tried to approach her about my two week notice. About two hours before the end of my last day, the office manager finally decided to view what I had handed in way back when. She freaked out. I tried to explain to her that on several occasions I did try to talk to her about it, and cited specifics to back up the times that I tried to get with her to tell her.
The letter was clearly dated. She had just not bothered to touch the contents of the Inbox on her desk, or so it seemed.

She made zero time for me, even at the end of the work day, several times. Too many cookie cutter habits, and forgetting that employees are people also that have lives that should be enjoyed. I felt like getting her attention seemed like a contest, and my chances of winning were slim.

And I suppose I should mention that I was "salary", and after 4:00pm I did not get paid for any time I worked. And there were many times I worked until 8:00pm in the evening. The office manager had some excuse by calling it "customer service", and that our staff should be grateful that we had jobs. Enough was enough for me. I dug my heels in, stayed firm in the fact that I indeed tried several times to talk to her about resigning, and physically gave my resignation a full two weeks before the end of my last day. From there on, I didn't look back. In some ways, I didn't win,a nd I wasn't a fair player in the game of employment. I can understand people's opinion of that. However, I had enough of being just a name, and not a person.

As I look back on my experience with becoming an independent contractor, i realize the lessons I have learned, and am glad to have endured them. I eventaully will share them along the way as I add to this bloggity. Life, work, self worth, self-confidence, family, meaning. Full circle is what it seems to be all about. Well, full circle, and a good cookie recipe.

And so it goes, many of us enter, few will win. Just like a contest.


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