Sunday Blues

As much as I love the weekend, I just dread Sunday nights. It feels so daunting every Sunday to know that I will be sitting at my desk the next day. I think the feeling of powerless get stronger with the longer you work. It also doesn't help that my work environment is far from ideal other than being close to home. In fact by the end of many days, I end up chanting those words often in my head. 

It isn't any one thing in particular that makes the work experience less than desirable. It is accumulation of many things that makes me want to run from the job. I'm in a bit of a no win situation with growing my career. I'm finally in the career path I want to be in but find myself challenging myself with moving forward rather than my group or leadership. 

Also, little did I know that it was a family-run company when I first joined. I have worked with a small family involved company in the past and when I discovered the current situation I should have gotten the hell out of there. However, I didn't and now I am in it until I find an opportunity that is a true match for me. In the past, I have jumped into a lot of jobs head first and have gotten lucky a few times. I have met some great people and learned a lot about the personalities I want to work with in my career. Right now, I'm going to try to be patient and wait it out.


I feel a bit guilty complaining about work since there are some people who want a job or really are in worst job situations than I am. I work because financially I know it the best thing to do for my family today and for the future. Also, as bad as my job is, it is truly entertaining sometimes when I have capability to stand back and observe the situation. Also, I have a great friend at work who is able to commiserate with me and remind me that I am not crazy but just those around me that are truly crazy.

So tonight I'm going  to try to scare those Sunday blues away...I may need a few glasses of wine to help me but I'm going to try.

Starting a Blog

So why start a blog? Hmmm...good question.  I guess I thought it was time to make public my oh so many fascinating thoughts. Not really. It seems my thoughts are many and fleeting these days. Maybe it is age, but lately these days I have more thoughts in my head than a pubescent pre-teen. You think maturity would mean handling your thoughts and emotions better but it turns out you just learn to hide them better.

I think that is why I chose the name, Erma Bombeck Reincarnated, for this blog. I have always loved her work. I remember one of her books I came across when I was around ten. Out of boredom and lack of entertaining parents I would usually read whatever I could get my hands on. I was surprised how much I was enjoying reading the book while I was reading the book. I knew my mom was not a Stepford wife but had no idea she had a sense of humor about it.

I enjoyed Erma's dry whit, ability to find humor in the most mundane and her complete acceptance of not being perfect. It was such an eye opener for me at a young age. I haven't read Erma for many years and may need to brush up on some reading to get a better perspective these days. So welcome to my blog and hope you enjoy my thoughts as I try to gain perspective and clarity. 

“There is a thin line that separates laughter and pain, comedy and tragedy, humor and hurt.” --Erma Bombeck