I quit my job and while I’m glad….

I have worked in an assisted living and home healthcare service for the past two months. I have met some incredible people.  But I am not of the cloth that can be in such settings.  The poverty is downright depressing and sad.  I sure hope I never end up in a dementia ward!!!  The facilities are nice.  My co-workers were super.  I didn’t get to know them well because I was “out in the field”.  I wish them all the best.  But man, that work is rough.

I am meant to get back into my fascination of the myofascia.  Inspired by the thought of working in outpatient again. I want to learn a whole lot more about soft tissue massage/trigger points/sneaking in a little yoga bug into the clients when I can.

Life smiled upon me.  I will start in a month at such a clinic, starting in a month.  My  2 week notice offer  has been turned down, so for glorious month I am unemployed.  Kind of a swirl of my reality.  The big changes in the course of life contain major forks in the road.  I have a lot of trouble making those transitions, even when they get me on to bigger and better things….. The big forks in the road….those are scary.  It’s gonna be a good month, I just know it.

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