MOVING FORWARD
Today I packed it in at my job. I sincerely miss things already, a melancholy feeling that bewilders me, as I had been wanting to leave since I'd begun working there nearly two years ago. I'd made some good friends at the company, people who crept into my cold cold heart and made it cozy warm. Management liked what I was doing there too and the respect and admiration kept me going when the valley was low.
All in all, my now former job groomed me for the job I do now. The confidence placed in me over the past few years made me grow into my own and I thank my old job for that.
That said, there were many things I disliked greatly about the old place. The way the CEO treated his staff ranked highest on the cons list and I am glad to be away from that culture of slavedom and his elitist attitude.
So I start my new job next Tuesday and take this week to bond with baby and do those things I was too tired to do right after she was born: namely endure the professional picture-taking session. Tomorrow I stand in line at Kiddie Kandids so I can perpetuate for all perpetuity my booger bag. That is, if they don't cart me away to Children's Services for allowing her tender baby skin to become scorched after a long day in the sun yesterday. But let's assume they don't, OK? My bedraggled mind is already concocting all kinds of scenarios that might happen to me because things are going so good in my life (except for the excessive weight gain).
My crazy brain started going to town after I found out I got the new job. Then, I got a look at the home in construction we will be moving into in a few months. Suddenly, that niggling neuroses: things are coming together! something ying must happen to balance the yang!
And sure enough: BAM! I side swipe a car. then, I get a big bruise on my thigh and my left eye began to hurt. So I find myself at 3AM, pacing the hallway, cupping my eye and praying to God that he let me retain my sight. I'd already been visited by the macular degeneration fairy and live in mortal fear of a return trip. Well, God spared my eyeball. Now, I hope I can enjoy my life and not feel like I must be punished for the good things that happen to me.
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