Maybe, maybe not. To be determined. All I know is that for the last year or so, I sat in a little room, masked up and pretty much chained to an x-ray machine developing software for the company’s next generation system. The people there were nice, the product was interesting but I just decided I couldn’t take it any more.
Most places where I have worked I’ve been able to shift my hours around a bit so that I could come in early and leave early, allowing me to have a little bit of time to do the things that I want. Unfortunately, at this place for a good portion of the year they held meetings from 5 to 6 pm most days, which made it impossible for me to shift my hours. My day was get up, go to work, come home, eat dinner, watch a bit of TV with my wife and go to bed. Saturdays were mostly spent doing chores and recovering from the work week, which left Sundays as the only day I had for myself. I didn’t have time to enjoy life, didn’t have time to exercise and didn’t have time to just relax.
A few weeks ago, I just decided it was time to leave. It was tough walking away from the paycheck, but I felt like a zoo animal in a tiny cage and believed that if it went on much longer my health would suffer.
Anyway, I’m free. At least for now. I’m not sure what I’m going to do in the future. New full time job, part time job, permanently retire, run for president? Who knows. I need at least a few weeks to recover and think things through and maybe then I’ll have a better idea of what I want to do when I grow up.