Time To Move On?

Well, it finally happened. I’ve grown disenchanted with my job. I’m not saying I don’t like my job; I’m just…dissatisfied. Actually, that doesn’t really sum it up very well. It’s weird. I’m dissatisfied because I’m satisfied.

 

I have an engineering degree and was in the electronics field, counting my time in the military, for about 15 years. The military life was great, but I hated the job. When I reentered the civilian world, it was even worse. I bounced around from job to job looking for something better, but I never seemed to find it. A few years ago I got fed up with it and went back to school. Last year, I completed my new degree and now I have a degree in marketing. I left my old career field and began my new one. Right now I have an office job doing paperwork all day. A lot of people cringe at paperwork, but I don’t mind doing it. I make a lot less money then I did, however, I’m a lot happier. There’s no overtime unless I want to work it, I can pretty much take as long as I want for lunch (within reason), I work at my own pace, and the boss usually buys us lunch about three times a week. I enjoy the work a lot more and there is no way I’d go back to engineering. So what’s the problem? Until recently, I had lost my ambition. The major problem with my job is there really isn’t any room to move up the ladder, but I was so satisfied with what I was doing I didn’t really care. At least when I was unhappy I had ambition that drove me to look for something more. I’m not looking for a pity party or anything like that. I know how fortunate I am. However, I’ve gotten to the point where merely being satisfied is not enough.

 

Even if it means doing something where I can’t look up pictures like these…