The grass may not always be greener, but sometimes there's a happy ending after all!

I had to take some time away from WA a few months ago. I was at a dead end job hardly making enough money to pay my bills. I was very stressed out and not happy at all. I had some great ideas and really thought I was onto something but I was just too miserable and depressed. All my time outside of work was spent on searching for, and applying for jobs.

I finally landed a job I thought would be great but I knew better only after a couple of weeks. Nothing was as I was told and understood it should be. I was making more money but the commute was the same length of time, an hour, and my new route was far worse.

Not only did I have another long commute, it was mostly interstate among lots of big trucks and super speeders. 70mph speed limit, yet 80mph never seemed to be fast enough for people and it just became very nerve-wracking. I not only dreaded going to work, I dreaded coming home as well. After about a month, I started back smoking after 6 years of being a non smoker. I was so very disappointed in myself. I was missing my old job that I thought was so bad. The only good thing was the fact that I was making more money and not struggling as bad to pay bills. I felt as though I was back to square one.

It didn't take long to figure out that my supervisor was on a major power trip and two of the 5 doctors were virtually impossible to please. The disrespect was horrible. I have never experienced such on a job. Actually never in my life from anyone anywhere. I couldn't believe it. It took everthing in me to keep my mouth shut and my hands to myself!!! Everyday proved to be more and more difficult.

About a week or two past my 90 days, on a Monday, I had to run clinic for 3 doctors by myself. The day started out all wrong. Instead of trying to help out, my supervisor wanted to just sit around and chit chat with another employee instead of helping out. There's only so much one person can do with 3 doctors, each with about 20-30 patients on their schedule.

I ran myself ragged all morning and had to deal with the blatent disrespect from one of the doctors and the supervisor. I was done. I gathered my things in between patients and put them into my work bag all while contemplating leaving or not. I've never walked off of a job before in my life. I was about to explode! I desperately needed a paycheck but I could not do it any longer. I think I was more worried about going to jail than getting fired. I was so upset and so furious that I was trembling. Lunch rolled around and I left and didn't look back. I didn't answer my phone or anything. I was done!!! NEVER AGAIN!!

That was on a Monday and I constantly put in for jobs and went to about 3 or 4 interviews that week. Time was of the essence. I have a disabled sister and niece who depend on me. I promised my mom before she died that I would always make sure they are ok and I will make good on that promise until the day I die.

After being free the rest of the week, somewhat clearing my head, and a few interviews, I started my new job on that following Monday. Praise God! I got paid my last paycheck on the old job, and got my first paycheck on my new job as if I never had a break in jobs.

I really like my new job. It's a new specialty for me, Neurology, but I really like it. I'm making even more money and now I'm off on Fridays! We are an all new staff and everyone is working really hard and as a team. The last crew did things all wrong and made a huge mess of things. It's like they were out to completely sabotage the practice. Things are going great though. We are making a big difference in the lives of the patients AND the doctor. And you know what? It feels damn good!! Things feel normal again. Only time will tell, but right now I'm enjoying what I do, the people I'm working with, and I'm not stressed and miserable like I was. Looking forward to getting back to work with WA. Feeling blessed beyond measure.