So I have a job. Yes that’s right – a job, not a career. You know, I’m sort of excited about it. I've been working as “the boss” for so long the idea of not being one is kind of nice. When I went in to this move I figured that I would continue to do what I had been doing, just in a different part of the country. Go figure this move that has changed so much in my life has changed that as well.
I am going to do a job that I will only commit 40 hours a week to. A huge change from my last job, where I worked an average of 60 hours a week. It also looks like if I do well at this job I could end up making more than I was! Delightful I tell you.
Things may be looking up. Of course life and Murphy’s Law know that now that I am working, I will spend the next month or two fielding calls for OTHER jobs that have been hiding from me like a dog that has stolen your favourite socks. So who knows what I’ll be doing or where I will be working in the coming months – but for right now – I have a job. Cue the happy music!