I had some dreams ... they were klowns in my koffee.

(With apologies to Carly Simon)

This is my journey through job transition from a toxic environment to a better life. Join me for a few thoughts and a few laughs along the way.
What are "klowns in my koffee"? They are the factors large and small that make you less than you are. A "klown" can be a grossly incompetent boss,
a short-sighted policy or a moronic coworker. They won't kill you, at least not immediately, but they abrade the soul
as you scrape past them to get through the day. Sometimes it's best to dump them out of the cup.


Day 6 - Krispy Klowns

This was a day of changes in motion. The great 48-hour cleanse and detox is over. 50 Ways to Love Your Liver! My jeans are looser. I can see my feet more easier. And there's a possibility that this is the first time in years that I'm not dehydrated. Swim, brain, swim!

I'm working hard to wean myself from constantly checking my email. I receive maybe 5% of what I am used to and it seems very strange. I signed up for Twitter so now I can get random emails at all hours. It's sort of like Porkus, except that the emails aren't asking me to do someone else's work. And they are usually spelled correctly.

I did some transition and loss exercises recommended by the state Department of Employment and Economic Development. Yes, state-sanctioned touchy-feeliness. Group hugs for the masses. Still, I seem to feel better. I wrote out a lot of emotions, both positive and negative -- a little more skewed to the latter, frankly. At the completion, I realized it wasn't enough so I ripped up all the paper and ceremonially burned it in a frying pan. Fry, klowns! It lacked a little pomp and circumstance but it's just a little recipe that I like to call "Not S'more."
William Bridges, author of Managing Transitions: Making the Most of Change, says: "Change is external; Transition is internal." I'm starting to appreciate the difference.

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