I am pretty darn excited, and super stoked that I don't have to go to that god awful courthouse anymore. I didn't realize what a relief that would be, how I would feel so much weight being lifted off my shoulders when I left that job. Ok, maybe I had some bit of an idea, but the feeling is better than I expected. It's like finally breaking up with a really bad boyfriend, or looking at your car after it's been washed, waxed and vacuumed, or someone else doing to dishes after dinner. That kind of feeling. Like this:
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I will update soon about the new job. I am still a little unsure of what I will be doing, but honestly, I don't even care at this point. My biggest concern is whether my delicious vegan lunches will repulse everyone like they did at my old job. Haha. I swear, I think brussel sprouts smell, and taste, amazing!
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| I have never seen her sit like this before |
I can understand the excitement, but not some of these analogies. Getting your car cleaned, someone else doing dishes? Sure, it's nice, but really? Those are on par with ending a job that made you utterly miserable?
ReplyDeleteNo, the actions themselves aren't on par, but the feelings are the same. My point is that I don't feel the constant need to take care of the next thing, to put out the next fire. That when something is done, it's done, and I don't have to worry about it.
ReplyDeleteI'm stoked by proxy that you like the new job!
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