At what point do you draw a line in the sand; a line that marks the tipping point between existing in the current situation and moving on?
Since the beginning of this phase of my professional life, I have endured various bouts of boredom, frustration, underemployment... One manager went so far as to tell me that I am the most underemployed member of the staff. I hardily agree. This is partially by design and partially because I am a square peg in an office of round pegs - and round holes. I just don't exactly fit.
I have watched coworkers leave to do work that I would love to do, wishing them the greatest happiness professionally while wiping tears from my eyes. I know that, at some point, that will be me. It is just a matter of time. I continue to make the choice to stay; the time just isn't right.
Earlier this fall I met a woman who actually seemed to be living my life. It was the most odd sensation. I sat talking with her feeling as if I had entered another dimension. We share similar degrees, but she got married, had kids, and is now a professor in our field. She even married the Naval officer... sigh.... While I chose to become a mom, a single mom at that, and shifted my dreams to include being as involved with my daughter as possible. Meeting this mom was the most surreal experience I have ever had.
After talking to her, I took a minute or two to examine my own life - the choices I have made. Her life was my professional more than my personal dream, but it is not my reality nor is it my current professional ambition. Yes, I do want to teach, but I realize that teaching is in the long term columned. My first priority is to obtain a dynamic and stimulating work environment.
My line in the sand came(this is hard to believe but... )nearly three years ago when I simply couldn't do it any longer. A mind is truly a terrible thing to waste! I took action. I made phone calls, took a few risks, and filled out many forms.
And now I wait... just as I have been waiting for the past few years. It takes a long time, in my profession, for the irons in the fire to produce! I have no doubt that something will happen when the time is right; when the Diva and I are ready to enter that phase of our lives. (Hopefully by years end.) Thus my motives for staying where I am bored are based upon my desire to be an involved parent and those irons in that very slow burning fire!
But why do others stay where they are unhappy or bored? Is there a tipping point, a line in the sand, that each of us determines and upon crossing that point we take action? Or is our comfort with the known and the regular pay a greater priority than potentially being content at work?