Moving On

After so many serious talks of me quitting my job and go casual part time in the medical field, Richard and I finally come up with a decision. I'm MOVING ON and will eventually venture a new career in culinary. I'm very ecstatic till today eventhough i put in my two weeks notice last week. Can't believe i'm letting go these decent job i had acquire over the years. It's a bittersweet transition since i made a lot of good friends, though i'm not passionate about it but it's a 123 no brainer job, not so challenging but on the other hand it's routinely procedural.Of course when you've been working for years it becomes a repetition. Risk free unless you miss patients tests results. Having said that, i detest the years i invested including the education knowing that i'll be someday abandoning the knowledge i build up and in danger of being forgotten. I'm excited and sad. Little apprehensions for my future in cooking, it may or may not work for me, but who knows. I am willing to try and explore the kitchen industry and see what awaits me. At least i try right? There will be no regrets later on in life.......

One of the driving force to our decision is that i'm really discouraged with the way our management mishandle my department. Disappointed, that even my presence there is somewhat uncomfy. I miss working evenings where i'm not bothered by anyone since i'm working alone. When i had Matthew working the same schedule is quite selfish i think. I realized my son and husband needs me. Love the fact of being home at dinnertime and bedtime. Although i hated waking up early but I cannot trade that with anything. No regress of doing it again for myself. Thus, the idea of a morning shift. It's been a year then and i don't recall being happy at work except the breaks where i get to talk to the people from other department. The whole situation drove me to pursue other avenues that i'm passionate about and this is definitely not one of them. I tried to not be so dramatic and get personal but everyday just gotten worst. Something is not working between me and this job. The work hours, co-workers, and short staffing gradually becomes a torment. It's affecting me and my family..... Some said i'm overly spoiled and whiney. If thriving to spend more quality time with my loved ones is a childish thing so be it. They know i have given my best to the group. But i can only do so much to help out with the short staffing and when you decline you become a bad teamplayer. WHAT? hello i have a 16months old and my husband is not in town all the time! Give me a break! Are my uttering words behind my upset face. As this issue comes along very often now that it creates a grudge between us, it's best for me to leave. Besides, after giving a lot of considerations about financial matters, luckily this time we got a big break in our favor. So, I am moving on.

I'm very grateful for the opportunity, not to mention my husband's undying love and support to this predicament, i'm tremendously blessed. Without you, this would be a distant reach and nearly impossible. When i went up to Ohio two weekends ago, it all came to place. He said, life is too short to be unhappy, go back to work on monday and put in your resignation. And so i did. I thank you for those words of courage my dear husband.........

Leaving you with a grabbed happy picture of me and my newfound San Antonio pinay girlfriends.

Friends, say hello to your new "Miss little kitchen peeler and chopper" lol. I wonder what i would look like wearing a chef's humunguos hat.