Hello world!

So why did I start writing this blog?  Do I have something to contribute that someone else in the universe hasn’t already written?  I hope so!  The title of my blog should be an indicator. . .

I was diagnosed with a chronic illness many years ago (which I think I will disclose at a later date) that has always been manageable.  Manageable meaning I could drive, care for my family, I either worked or volunteered (should have been working to earn SS income credits, but that is for another post), but always keeping busy.

I had taken a position with a major employer.  Little did I know.  Within a few months of my arrival, one of their chief officers made national news.  He continues to do so, and it’s been a long time.  Can you say ‘featured on 20/20′ and the likes?  I thought it had nothing to do with me.  We had a transition of leadership; every company does.  It rolled right off my back.

I’ve always been the curious type, so I thought one day as the news about our company was mounting daily that perhaps I would add a post, per Google, to be notified every time they made the news. hmmm. . . Enlightening.  At the same time, you could feel the pressure mounting in our little office, far away from headquarters, like a boiling pot.  Long-time employees demoted far beneath their level of experience or relieved of duties because their position was no longer needed.  One month of mandatory overtime for other employees turned into. . . I don’t know.  That is where my story began.

I loved my job.  Everyone, I mean everyone, around me told me how much they dislike their job.  Openly, in front of managers.  Supervisors said it regularly.  Any cheerleaders we had had all had long left the football field to head to the coffee pot to commisserate together.  The oldtimers (those who had stuck it out for 3 yrs or more) would say it had always been bad, but this was the worst.  Me?  I felt like it was the job designed for me since the day I was born.  Coworkers would call me a brown-noser, and I didn’t care.  I wanted to work there forever.  My boss didn’t exactly love me, but MB (to rename the individual) didn’t seem to like a lot of people.  MB’s personal life was a complete mess, so i never took it personally.

Then the day came. . .