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May. 6th, 2007 09:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I was going to type up a big State of the Me post, but instead I think I'll just do the highly condensed version, the moral of which is Life Lessons--Add 'Em to the Death and Taxes List. And also, in life as in baseball, You Don't Know Nothing--or perhaps more accurately, to quote the Firesign Theatre, Everything You Know is Wrong.
If anyone had asked me at any point in, oh, my entire life up until now, what kind of person I am, my descriptions would have definitely included "very introverted" and "fond of dealing with abstractions and hypotheticals." And if I'd been asked how I felt about having a job where I was entirely on my own and working solo, day after day, on some pretty abstract and hypothetical stuff, I would have jumped up and down and clapped my little hands in glee.
So what a surprise it was when, a few months after starting just such a job, I nosedived into the worst depression I've had in a while, and (after some therapy and much cogitation) realized that I could attribute this nosedive to the fact that working day after day in very isolated conditions on very non-tangible projects was making me bugfuck.
You know what I figured out? I actually need people around me when I work, cool congenial smart relaxed funny people, such as I had in my beloved former job. And I need structure, tangible tasks, some clear sense of desired outcomes, and a significant amount of reality-basedness in what I do at work. Surprised the hell out me, I tell you what.
So--I am going to need to start hunting for a new job. The chief problem there is that I'm still gripped with the deep desire to relocate Pacific-NW-wards, but Mr. P. is (as far as I know, not that we've TALKED about this stuff since the last horrible convo two years ago) still really, really not wanting to relocate anywhere at all. Which means I'm back where I was two years ago, trying to decide which of us I want to make unhappy. And feeling some time pressure, since there's an opening out there that would be a really good fit for me and that closes next week, so if I'm going to send an application out, I need to get on it, like, *now*. Which means I need to have that fucking conversation with P. once again. Which, you know, better a root canal without anaesthesia. Arrggh.
Anyway, I've pretty much motored my way out of depresso-land now, and am modestly pleased, all in all, to discover that I can indeed let go of old beliefs about self and world, and start noticing how things actually are, when I'm repeatedly clubbed over the head by reality. Teachable after all, I guess. (*g*)
If anyone had asked me at any point in, oh, my entire life up until now, what kind of person I am, my descriptions would have definitely included "very introverted" and "fond of dealing with abstractions and hypotheticals." And if I'd been asked how I felt about having a job where I was entirely on my own and working solo, day after day, on some pretty abstract and hypothetical stuff, I would have jumped up and down and clapped my little hands in glee.
So what a surprise it was when, a few months after starting just such a job, I nosedived into the worst depression I've had in a while, and (after some therapy and much cogitation) realized that I could attribute this nosedive to the fact that working day after day in very isolated conditions on very non-tangible projects was making me bugfuck.
You know what I figured out? I actually need people around me when I work, cool congenial smart relaxed funny people, such as I had in my beloved former job. And I need structure, tangible tasks, some clear sense of desired outcomes, and a significant amount of reality-basedness in what I do at work. Surprised the hell out me, I tell you what.
So--I am going to need to start hunting for a new job. The chief problem there is that I'm still gripped with the deep desire to relocate Pacific-NW-wards, but Mr. P. is (as far as I know, not that we've TALKED about this stuff since the last horrible convo two years ago) still really, really not wanting to relocate anywhere at all. Which means I'm back where I was two years ago, trying to decide which of us I want to make unhappy. And feeling some time pressure, since there's an opening out there that would be a really good fit for me and that closes next week, so if I'm going to send an application out, I need to get on it, like, *now*. Which means I need to have that fucking conversation with P. once again. Which, you know, better a root canal without anaesthesia. Arrggh.
Anyway, I've pretty much motored my way out of depresso-land now, and am modestly pleased, all in all, to discover that I can indeed let go of old beliefs about self and world, and start noticing how things actually are, when I'm repeatedly clubbed over the head by reality. Teachable after all, I guess. (*g*)
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Date: 2007-05-06 03:11 pm (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2007-05-06 08:26 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-06 03:35 pm (UTC)As for job stuff... I think you ought to send out that job application. Right now. I mean, it's entirely possible that you might not get the job, or that you might get it and decide (for any of a dozen reasons) not to take it, but if the job is a good fit for you in a part of the country where you want to be? I think it's unfair to yourself to arbitrarily cut off the option of pursuing it.
And yeah, the conversation with P. might be horrible. Such is life. But you mentioned a while back that he's had some workplace changes of his own, right? Which might render him more sympathetic to the need for job change generally, and more receptive to the relocation plan specifically.
In any event, if you're needing a break, you should feel free to come spend a weekend with the cool congenial smart relaxed funny people out in my neck of the woods. I figure we could make some good food, open a bottle or two of good wine, watch some TV and/or vids, and generally chill out and goof around. The guest room's at your disposal whenever you'd like!
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Date: 2007-05-06 08:30 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-06 08:30 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-06 10:40 pm (UTC)As for visiting -- commencement is next Saturday, and after that my schedule is entirely flexible until mid-June, so I'm at your disposal whenever; consult your calendar and let me know which weekend(s) would be good for you. I should even have wireless set up soon, which means that in addition to social time we can have quiet to-each-woman-her-internet time. *g*
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Date: 2007-05-06 04:02 pm (UTC)I am glad you're out of depresso land, of course, and hope you find a great job somewhere soon.
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Date: 2007-05-06 08:32 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-07 02:18 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-06 04:04 pm (UTC)Well, you know where I stand on all this. *g* Truly, you are a grown-up, and you get to work this out however you need to. But! If you think maybe you need something to force the issue, I recommend that you apply for the job and see what happens! In any case, I'll be thinking good things for you, my dear. {{{hugs}}}
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Date: 2007-05-06 08:33 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-06 04:49 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-06 08:35 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-06 05:05 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-06 08:37 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-06 05:46 pm (UTC)Congratulations on figuring out what's been going on. Knowing yourself is *hard*. But it sounds like you're ready to fix the situation. Figuring it out and making a plan -- no wonder you're feeling better. It always helps.
It does suck to be back where you were two years ago with Mr. P. and the moving thing, though. Ugh. I wish I had some advice to offer you. If you want to call and talk about it, I'm here for you.
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Date: 2007-05-06 08:56 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-06 07:11 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-06 08:56 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-06 07:34 pm (UTC)I have my fingers crossed for your happiness, whatever form or location it may take!
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Date: 2007-05-06 09:00 pm (UTC)Anyway, one step at a time. And thank you so much for your wise and supportive words!
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Date: 2007-05-06 07:40 pm (UTC)I'd say apply for the job - nothing says you have to take the position if they offer it, but why invite regrets if you don't. and then of course there's the big conversation looming - but hopefully P. will be more receptive to the notion of change; I'm crossing fingers for you.
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Date: 2007-05-06 09:00 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-06 07:52 pm (UTC)It's so hard to see these things in ourselves, sometimes.
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Date: 2007-05-06 09:01 pm (UTC)(And I hug you back!)
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Date: 2007-05-06 10:36 pm (UTC)...but Mr. P. is (as far as I know, not that we've TALKED about this stuff since the last horrible convo two years ago) still really, really not wanting to relocate anywhere at all. Which means I'm back where I was two years ago, trying to decide which of us I want to make unhappy.
I don't mean to presume, but the fact that you describe it as "which of us I want to make unhappy" doesn't seem to assume that you'll be unhappy both ways, but that you'll be unhappy if you stay, and he'll be unhappy if you go. While I'm sure you care for him dearly, it strikes me as telling that you do speak as if staying is where you'll be the one made unhappy.
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Date: 2007-05-08 12:59 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-09 10:13 am (UTC)*HUGS!* I hope the conversation went/goes well!