Life is about to get a little easier

Well, I did it. I got offered the adoptions position. Wow! They liked my interview. Wow. I'm thrilled and totally dazed. I really did not imagine I would get any kind of release from my crazy work until I up and left child welfare or social work altogether. I now have to be open to the idea that I might like and want to stay in my job for a while. Wow. My mind cannot grasp the possibility. It will likely begin in June, same office, different kind of work. And I will likely carry some cases with me, but it will be so different. I even feel a weird sense of guilt that I got out when I did, when so many of my esteemed coworkers are bugging out over their work. But, it is a new opportunity for professional and less-stressful work. I can't even imagine. I get this sense my life is going to change for the better. In a big way.

I met with an admissions person at the school of public policy at Berkeley this morning. I had made the appointment when I was in the throes of despair over my job and thoughts of having to do it for more than another year. It wasn't a completely informative meeting, though to the admission's person's credit, I no longer have much intention of immediately returning to school and wanted more information about the profession or practice of public policy. Anyway, afterward I took a nice stroll on campus and realized something. I think I was depressed throughout my graduate school experience. In visiting my old building and walking along the paths by the Campanile, I can recall being in such misery the whole time I was in school. Scared, unhappy, and unmotivated. Hm, I don't know for sure what that was all about but it was interesting to realize how much happier I am now-a-days than just a year or two ago. Hmm, I think life gets better over time. At least that is my mantra at the moment, and I'm sticking with it. And also not in any hurry to go back, to graduate school or extreme unhappiness.