I've started to dream about work
In the last few months I've started to dream almost every night. Not weird dreams, but dreams of my old workplace, hey when you spend almost 20 years with a company it rubs off. I don't know why I'm dreaming specifically about the company because they went bankrupt and laid all of us off one warm August day back in 1994. Could it be that I loved the job, the new customers everyday that I came in contact with. Or could it be being welcomed into their homes, the old customers when I went on a service call would make cookies/cakes/snacks and coffee, they treated me like family.
Because I've been put on disability and am not allowed to go back to work I've had alot of time to think. I'm sure that all it is that I miss work, I'm too young not to have a job, although I had visions of retiring at 60.
It sounds now that I've read this over it's "poor me" and that I'm felling sorry for myself. But that's not the case, I need to feel I guess needed and not having something structured like a job is playing on my mind. Maybe I should checkout volunteering at the Rehab a couple of mornings a week.
God just listen to me, I'm rambling but just posting this makes me feel better.
I'll be fine Blogging is therapudic.
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