After almost five years of not working, can you believe I am being driven to boredom by this job. I sit here waiting for the phone to ring. When the boss comes out of his office I try to look busy. I try to look like I wasn’t just looking at social media, or playing pokemon go on my phone. I can’t help it! There is nothing to do! Nothing! Even after they have given me more bookkeeping work to do, I am still bored because I get it done so quickly that I am left twiddling my thumbs in no time.

I need something to keep my mind busy. I am learning to save the work to the times when I know my boss will not be busy with a patient, so he can see me doing work. As soon as he has a patient I take my phone out and distract myself from the boredom.

What I wish I could do is bring some of my crochet projects to work on. Then I wouldn’t be so bored and trying to look busy. I hate to say it, but I miss being at home with nothing to do. At least then I could keep myself busy with crochet and social media. At least then I didn’t have to pretend to be busy.

How can he not know that I have nothing to do though. He must know that I have nothing to do. How could he not?

I really hope I get the other job I applied for. It’s been over a week since my interview. I am so tempted to get in touch with them to see if they have made a decision yet. Maybe I should contact my references to see if they have called them yet.

Next week I will finish my probationary period and will get another $1 raise. I guess I should be happy that I am contributing to society and all of that, but this is why I went back to school to become a teacher. I couldn’t stand not having anything to occupy my mind. Maybe that is what it is. I am left to ruminate on my thoughts of my narcissistic family. I am constantly brought back to thinking about them. Between people coming into my work and asking me how my mother is, and my golden child sister hoovering my eldest son, they have been on my mind a lot lately.

Well, that is it for today. The reason why today’s post is about work is because that is where I started writing it. I was so bored, so I decided to journal about it.

If you read this, please wish me luck on getting the other job. It will not only be more money and better benefits, but also I will not be bored out of my tree everyday. I would be helping people and actually making a difference in people’s lives.