If you’re not complaining about work, well, you’re probably complaining about looking for work. Or so I’ve been vacillating between the two over the last couple years.

I do like my job, most of the time. I enjoy working with patients, I like the challenges my day presents me. I don’t like the fact that my boss is cheap. The resistance I face daily is draining. We need things, we need more staff, we need to update things. We are asked to make do, to stretch ourselves, to be flexible.

I try my hardest. I realize a 4 day week is nice, but I often have days that stretch beyond 10 hours. I am asked to be on call on the days off with some later to be determined compensation that doesn’t happen. I know I need to put my foot down, but if I step too hard, I worry I’ll be out of a job. My boss doesn’t like to be questioned and he wants to be in control.

I’m so looking forward to having a few days off next month. Yes, of course, a cruise is a dream, but just not being there for a few days is the real vacation.