Literally, I work 9 to 5! How sweet is that?
Yep, that’s right. I went back to work, real work that is. My previous gig for the past 3 years was a frightening combination of Third Reich Nazi Germany meets Children of the Corn.
Originally we placed the kids in this particular private Christian school with the hope of receiving both a stellar academic curriculum as well as grounded values. I, therefore, agreed to manage the health room (for just enough pay per day to buy a Grande Latte) and the school agreed to knock off a small portion of the tuition for our three kids.
Three years later, survival mode fully functional, we were found running and screaming (and maybe blowing a shofar) from the institution. We nearly escaped with our sanity intact and our souls were surely damned to hell (if it wasn’t the frayed jeans my kids wore then surely my nasal piercing sealed our fate). We have not looked back once (I learned this valuable lesson from Lot’s wife).
As I was licking my wounds and detoxing from the poisoned environment that tried to kill us all, a wonderful opportunity knocked at my door ( I also learned that when someone stands at the door and knocks, you should let them in). I swung the door wide open and the blessings began to pour in. The three years of hell are now a disturbing memory of the past. Although I must admit I twitch a little when I hear the name Malachi mentioned.
I am loving every minute of this new position that I work in as a Nurse Practitioner with a cardiac Electrophysiologist. I had some experience in this field previously prior to the toxic, cult-like school position. I continue to build upon the previous foundation with an awesome Physician mentor.
So, my friends, I may be scarce in the postings but please continue to visit. I promise I will continue to write.
Workin’ 9 to 5 what a way to make a livin’
Yes, it sure is!