There are days when I miss being a waiter at work. Today was one of those days. I always enjoyed being in the dining room. It was fun to me. And it gave me a purpose. It's not that the job I currently have has no purpose, but when I was in the dining room that purpose was pretty obvious. And I was good at it. It gave me joy to serve my residents in that way and help to solve their dining dilemmas. I knew exactly what I was supposed to do and when I was supposed to do it.
I need to figure out how to get that sense of purpose in my current position. It's just not there for me right now. Of course, there are a lot of factors involved in that. Yesterday I had to do a personal wellness wheel for my class and that has caused me to overthink everything in the past 24 hours. I just don't feel like what I do is important or needed and when I was in the dining room, I was needed and what I did was important. Maybe I need to start looking for a dining position somewhere again. I think that I would really enjoy that and it would benefit my spirit. Maybe I should put in for a transfer at work. That would definitely throw my residents for a loop seeing me back in the dining room full time.
I don't know really what needs to happen now. When I started writing about work on this blog, I was frustrated at being just a waiter. That had to do more with my useless BSW degree than anything else. But now I'm starting to realize that being "just" a waiter wasn't so bad. Food for thought.
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