The Green Man cometh....

...and hopefully, soon.

For those who may not be familiar with the Green Man, he's a traditional, ancient icon of renewal and regrowth, of survival from the dead of winter. His face adorns many churches in Europe but I think, from what I understand of the history of the image, his history dates from pre-Christian times.

And I need the renewal badly, today. I'm fighting off a bout of depression that is at least 80% hormones (gotta love them...not) and some is just plain situational. I've been doing the same job for the last nine years and I'm no longer quite certain that I want to keep doing that same job for the rest of my life, or even the next five years. I'm pretty good at what I do, but I'm also realistic: there isn't anywhere to go from here for me, unless I want to be a supervisor. (And I really, really, REALLY don't. Been there, did that, have the scars to prove it. :))

In this economy, I won't be making any sudden decisions, and it's not like I have to make a decision now. But it's coming. My attitude may change if/when the economy recovers; we're having a hell of a time dealing with the budget shortfall and it's making everyone tense and terse, to the point where misunderstandings are becoming rife and, frankly, to the point where my tolerance for b.s. is getting very, very low as a result. None of which is, shall we say, a really good attitude when working in an office environment.

So this weekend, I'll be focusing on trying to work a little renewal within myself. Because---and it's trite, but true---change can only come from within.