This Week.

Unfortunately I'm not adjusting to my new team as well as I had hoped. I really liked the team I started on and it's been tough for me to adjust to the new personalities on the new team. Don't get me wrong, they are all great people, I just had such a good thing going with my first team that it's hard for me to move on. I had an on-boarding "touch base" with my boss. We had a fine conversation about the job. "How's everything going?" "Fine, I'm learning a lot but I still have a lot to learn. I think it will come with time." Yada yada yada. Then he asked me, "How's Kansas?" I started crying. Seriously. How awkward is that? Apparently, I don't like it here.

What I can't figure out is why I don't like it here. I think part of it is that fact that I'm missing all of my family and friends. Part of it is the miserable heat. Part of it is the commute (my bad.) Part of it is that most of the good friends I've made here are moving at the end of this month to go back to school. I know I went through some of this when I moved to Chicago so I think I'll get over it. I just had a really good thing going with my life in Chicago and, as seems to be the trend, it's hard for me to move on. I wonder if I should have stayed in Chicago or moved to San Fran. Now with the challenges on my new team, I'm thinking those would have been better options. I should have said no when they told me I was moving. In the real world, you get hired for a position. You are not just shuffled around like that, right?

Anyway, whatever the case may be, I have to stick it out and make the best of it. I'm trying. On Saturday I had the opportunity to volunteer at the Spofford House. It's a house that takes in children that have been abused, neglected, or have mental health disorders. It was such a humbling experience to spend time with these children. The thought of someone abusing them breaks my heart. Some of them are still so upbeat and positive while it is obvious that others will be hurt by what has happened to them for the rest of their lives. Thank you mom and dad for taking such good care of us. I'm so grateful for all I've been given in my life and that I've never had to go through what these kids have gone through.

So now I'll stop complaining and keep searching for the positive. I've got it pretty good. :)