There's something strange in the air. I don't know if it's the heat, the humidity, the spectre of huge thunderstorms on the horizon, but I smell change.
The first clues came several weeks ago, but I didn't pick up on them until last week. A couple days later, I was in a terrible situation, didn't handle myself well. Then, this week at work has been absolute hell. When work is hell, my personal life suffers. I've also had some candid off-the-record conversations with people whose judgement I trust. It's not just me being a princess. And management likes the situation the way it is.
I'm job hunting. If there's going to be change, I'm going to be in charge of it.
There, that's one decision made. Strangely, it's a relief. Making the decision is the hard part. Now that that's done, I look forward to the next opportunity. Which may come as early as next week. Cross your fingers for me.