“…I shouldn’t have left you… Without a dope beat to step to.”
Anyone who really knows me, knows that I stanned hard for Aaliyah back in the day! But…. This isn’t about that. I’ve been gone a long time. I’m not really sorry. And yeah…
So here we are! Here. I. Am. And so much as changed since the last time I wrote here. JJ started Kindergarten. Ivy is in a Pre-K3 program. I got a tattoo… I turned 30. I’m still married… Depressed, sometimes, but mostly happy. But, I can say that I’m getting a little better at expressing my feelings.
Okay, that was a lie. Truth is… I’m still struggling with the truth. The parts of my life that have to remain unspoken. I’m dying on the inside, feeling like there isn’t anyone who understands my situation.
As much as I need to release this negative energy, I keep feeling like it’s never the right time. I can’t remember a time in my life where I was this confused and out of my mind. I’m hoping that this is like… a mini mid-life crisis, because I don’t want this to be life. This CAN’T be life.
Hello there! I’m Terin, the neglectful owner of this blog. I promise that I’ve been gone for a really good reason! Let me just start by saying that I have completely forgotten how to work WP. And why does it look so different???
Let’s get started, shall we? First of all: I quit Bank of America. I couldn’t be happier! I now work in the TD Bank Operations center.
Secondly: JJ graduated! He’s learned so much and I am VERY proud.
And yeah… That pretty much sums it all up.
Why I Quit After Six Years
Anyone who knows me, knows that I absolutely loved working for BofA. Then we relocated. I had a horrible manager and no option to transfer since I have to be in my new location for a year. I had no time to spend with my family. I was only getting one Saturday off a month and a lot of weeks I had to work six days. For me, I’m really big on family and being around for my children, so the working all the time was not working for me. I was so depressed. I even ended up in the hospital, and my doctor gave me some of the best advice. Quit my job.
Just so happened, I got out of the hospital in time for my interview with TD Bank. They were so impressed that I got an offer the same day. I can choose my own shift and I only have to work one Saturday every six weeks or so. I love my job. I love my coworkers. I don’t have headaches every day. It’s fabulous!
So that’s my life right now. I’m adjusting to the new job and enjoying my family.
This week has been crazy!!
It started with having to work six days because of my direct supervisor’s vacation. Then, there were the callouts that left me in charge of the teller line. On Thursday, I came home to a little boy with red, swollen eyes and a snotty, swollen nose! I ended up having to take Friday morning off to get him to a doctor. My lucky boy has a severe pollen allergy! He’s been prescribed Claritin, Flonase, and Zytec. Poor little thing can’t even go outside.
And then there is Ivy. It’s a new week, but she’s started it with projectile vomiting! I’m starting to believe that this little one has a milk allergy, since she only throws up milk. She has an appointment set for later in the month.
Cheers to my burnt chocolate chip pancakes and morning spent cleaning carpet… And it isn’t even 9AM yet.
7:49pm. Another weekend has come and gone. It’s particularly hard for me, because I worked yesterday. By the time I got home,I was too tired to do anything else. Not to mention it was raining cats and dogs.
This morning, my baby girl had a high fever. All she wanted to do was lay around and look miserable. JJ requested cereal, oatmeal, and pancakes. And guess what?? He had all three, because I’m determined to fatten him up.
My boy will be four on the 26th and he is still so small. I guess I can’t expect him to be super big, because I’m not big at all. A lot of people thought my parents were starving me when I was a kid. And it really doesn’t help that Ivy is almost as big as him, and she’s not even one yet.
But I’m getting off track…
Tomorrow it will be back to work and reality. I’m still trying to wrap my head around my new office. We’re fully staffed, but we have to work three to four Saturdays a month. It’s such a hassle since we never get off on time. I have to ask my sister to keep the kids or my husband has to rearrange his schedule. It’s not fun.
The weekend, mainly Saturday, used to be my time to spend with the kids. During the week, we’re all on the go. I drop them off at 7:30am and don’t see them until 6pm. Basically, with the way this banking center does schedules, I only have Sunday to spend with my children. And to think that I work for a company that claims to be one of best for working mothers.
I’m not seeing that right now. So who knows? A change may be in my future.