Every single year in the wonderful state of California, all those who work for the state are faced with the same thing: we have no budget, don’t travel, don’t use any paper, one pen per person, etc.
The last few years were furloughs, my department did not participate because we had the money in the fund to pay the employees.
This year, however, we are not so lucky.
Some of our colleagues will lose their jobs.
As of right now, it wouldn’t be me, but they get rights to their classification anywhere else.
That means, I could be bumped from my position or to a different agency.
Nobody really knows where we will be and we are only at the beginning of the process.
However, in 2 weeks, we will know.
I will know if I could potentially be bumped.
And the thought of that, is awful.
I don’t love my job.
But, I like it enough to want to keep it.
I don’t want to go to a different agency, I like mine.
I like working downtown.
Who knows where this will lead.
Maybe it is God showing me I should go back to school to get my teaching credential.
Maybe it is God showing me that I should go somewhere else.
I guess I won’t really know until it happens.
Pray. Pray. Pray.