It takes a lot more effort to be miserable than it does to be happy

So over these past few months, I've done a lot of complaining about my job.  Complaining that it was too hard to do both Disability and Dental in the same day and be expected to get anything done.  Complaining that I had been switched do Dental for an indefinite amount of time.  Complaining when I learned that my position in Disability had been eliminated, and that I was going to be transferred to the Dental office permanently.  And complaining about the horrible hours I'm going to have to work starting in August when the call center is required to be open until 7pm. 

And then on my way home from work on Friday, I realized that it has been taking me more time and energy to be upset and complain about this whole thing than it would to just suck it up and deal.  I've been over in the Dental office now for two weeks.  Everyone over there is really nice, really happy to have me over here.  It's pretty quiet over there, as most of the employees work from home now, and only about a third work in the office.  One of my friends from Disability is going to be moving over to Dental soon, and I'll have someone I know. 

It takes a lot less of my energy, and let's face it, makes my husband a lot less miserable to hear about it, when I don't complain and whine about the current position I've been placed in.  I have a job, I work with good people for a pretty good company.  I still have benefits and health insurance, vacation, and the option for a more flexible schedule (I'll be working four 10-hour days beginning in August, with Mondays off, so I'll always have at least a three-day weekend).  I have a wonderful husband, a roof over my head, a car to get me to and from work, and family who cares about us.  I'd say I have it pretty good right now, even if it's not "perfect" as far as work is concerned.

But you know what?  Even if it's not an ideal situation right now, I have plenty of time in my life to find something better, something that works for us, and something that makes me happy.  This is only going to be a very small part of what goes on in our lives, and it probably won't last for that long.  It'll be okay.