Hate work....hate work....hate work.
I've already explained why I hate work in my previous post - well being of baby.
Today, a whole new reason has emerged.
I love my job. I love what I do for a living. I love that I feel confident in what I have to get done day in and day out. I love helping people achieve their goals and I love seeing people succeed. I love standing up for what I think is right, not only for the company, but what is right in life.
I HATE people who abuse their positions. I HATE people that refuse to work. I HATE people that complain without providing alternative solutions. I HATE drama.
Often I wonder if I work in a middle school because there are so many instances of drama that could have been avoided if adults acted like adults. It bothers me.
So, I've had a fair bit of drama at work surrounding myself for the above items that I hate. And it turns out that the reasons I love my job, saved me from all the drama.
I hope that when Allie gets older, she refuses to let people run her over and she will always stand up for what is right. I would rather her be poor and not compromise who she is, than rich and become a puppet and a yes man.
I love you Allie - I want a better world for you.

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