Change. How many of us like changes in our life? Sometimes I think I love change. In my lifetime, I have moved a total of about 13 times, 10 of those were after the age of 19 and 6 of those were with my husband. My husband works for a major utility company and they like to transfer their people around. So basically, I had no choice but to get used to it and learn to like it. And I did. In fact, I learned to love it and actually start craving for a change about every 4-5 years or so! I love house hunting, I love moving into a new house and decorating and I love getting out and exploring a new city. But since we have no children and my husband’s company has been responsible for almost all of our moves, we haven’t had to do much packing or loading ourselves. Otherwise, I’d probably end up really hating it!
I also like change at the office. I love moving from space to space and setting up my new surroundings. Usually those things work out for the better. But I have to admit that during the process, it gets pretty darn frustrating when things don’t always go smoothly. It’s hard not to join in all the grumbling from co-workers that don’t do well with change. I have always tried to adjust and be positive about office changes because everything usually ends up working out just fine when it’s all said and done.
However, most times in an office move, the employee has no real control over the situation and how smoothly things go. My entire company just finished moving to a new location and I have to say that it has not and is not going very smoothly. Some things going on are preventing us from getting our work done or making it extra difficult. It’s been extremely hard to stay positive and not grumble!
Thank god for my writing. Since I began writing, it has truly changed me. It has given me a way out from depression and anxiety! Oh I still get in those moods, but not for nearly as long of periods. Why? Because I can’t go that long without thinking about my next book or story! And once I start focusing on writing again, the other things just don’t seem to matter as much and I can get my mind off of them.
Yay for books, writing, and imagination! I’d be sunk without them. How about you?