Well, now that I've actually been able to work in the position for which I was hired for a few days, I'm really enjoying myself. Years ago, I was loving my job. I'm feeling it again and am very glad I moved into this position. I'm still trying to get a handle on everything I need to be doing and trying to figure out the best routine to do it in, but, so far, I'm having a blast. The day flies by (remember that I was used to working 16 hour shifts that were much, much quieter in comparison, so 8 busy hours goes by in a blink for me). People actually listen to what I have to say and appreciate it. I think that was the most frustrating thing about my previous position...not having the bigwigs get that they should take what I say seriously because I'm good at what I do. Dammit.
I know I'm still in a honeymoon period, but, unless I start getting stabbed in the back again, I think I made the right move.
Coming home and having Kevin smile at me and give me kisses and hugs is awesome. I do have to admit that there have been days I've come home after he hasn't had a nap, but is about ready to fall asleep on the couch and he is cranky. Those are the days that I have to give him a little time to wake back up because YO! MOMMY IS HOME! Once he does, though, the kisses and hugs and "Up?"s are endless.
All in all, I'm a pretty happy person these days...