As of today, I have had my current job for a whole 2 years. This job had a rocky start but I am glad that I stuck with it. I was thinking about these last 2 years today when suddenly I got a company email announcing a co-worker's departure. Not departure from this earth, just a departure from his job. I have no idea why he left but it was totally out of the blue, at least it was to me. No notice, no warning, no 2 weeks. Didn't even clean out his desk. I'd like to think that he had a great job offer and the job started immediately or maybe he won the lottery. I hope he didn't quit in haste and now has to search for a job in this economy. How scary! No matter how much I don't like my job some days, not having a job without a concrete plan, back-up plan and lots of savings in the bank would be my nightmare!
When I was laid off 2 years and 3 months ago, I thought I could handle being unemployed. I had some savings but not a lot. I thought it would be lots of fun to sleep in, watch TV...take a nap...sort through my stuff...watch TV...stay up late...sleep in... It got old really fast. My money was quickly dwindling with mortgage payments, utilities, food etc... Friends and family asked what I had planned for my future and I didn't have any plans. The only thing left to do was to get a job. Luckily, after 3 months, I found one.
Now my job enables me to put my mortgage repayment plan in to action and plan for my early retirement. I love my job because of that. Every time I go to work I know I am another day closer to paying off my mortgage. I think of my rental house as my own little trust fund that grows day by day. Soon it will pay me and it is my job that makes it possible.
So here's to another 2 years (at least, unless I win the lottery). And may every day be better than the last.