(Today's post is off the topic of infertility and parenthood)
I have hinted in previous posts that I am not particularly happy in my current job. I sometimes feel guilty for feeling discontent, for a variety of reasons longer than I care to get into here, but I continue to feel discontent nonetheless. It is what it is.
During a short mental break this morning, I impulsively googled "how to stay motivated at a job you hate" and got over 2.6 million results. And the first few pages of results are multiple articles that actually give practical advice on this topic.
Hmm. Clearly I'm not the only one feeling this way about work.
It is a good thing that, unlike, say five or ten years ago, I have other things in my life from which I derive fulfillment, my sons chief among them. Being unhappy at work when work is just about the only thing in your life is terrible. I know, because I've been there, too.
Something's got to change, and I know that, eventually, it will. 'Til then, I've just gotta keep on keepin' on. . . back to it.