Have you ever thought that you wanted something, only to realize (after getting steps closer to it) that it isn't what you wanted after all? I guess that's the "grass is greener" effect, but right now, its the story of my life.
I can't say I really had expectations for this job, but I think I had higher hopes for a Christian organization. Not to say that the MCH is bad, but I disagree with some of the things they do, including the fact that 180 children get hundreds of dollars worth of Christmas gifts each for Christmas and staff never gets a raise and that we are "meeting children where they are" rather than encouraging them to get back up and overcome their past to make a brighter future for themselves. We are giving them a false sense of what the world is like outside the doors of their cottage. They are being taught that its okay to curse every word in the book until they get what they want, violence gets them one on one time with staff, and disobedience is met with a consequence like having dinner brought to them rather than having to deal with the chaos of the dining hall.
Sunday night was one of the worst nights I've had at this job. I've started working ten hour shifts, and I'm not sure that I will be able to keep this up and stay sane. I'm definitely not cut out for a boys cottage, but am I even cut out to work with little girls?!
Right now I'm praying for discernment about my career path. Walker could be getting moved to an Atlanta store in the next year or so, so I'm not really sure what I should be doing.
I'm working the entire week of Christmas. I am really not happy about that. I can't even go to a Christmas Eve service at church because I'll be at work.
I keep wondering what my alternatives are...I applied for jobs at Davids Bridal, Lowe's and some other places. My church is looking to hire a new childrens minister. I've thought a little about real estate.
ok, I'm tired of writing about my job...
Walker on the other hand, is doing amazing at his job. He loved his week long training in Atlanta, and I think he learned a lot. They absolutely loved him. I'm really proud of all his hard work. He also just moved into his house (literally a block away from his grandmother's house).
It's three weeks until 2013. That means its two weeks until Christmas. I'm so bummed about working that I can't even think about Christmas this year. I'm thinking about acquiring the flu on the 24th.ugh
