Updates.

It seems it is time for some updates on what has been happening with my life.

I was finally able to leave my job at the cosmetic clinic and finally experience going to work and not loathing myself and my job. I have finished my first week at a new position, and I could not be more content. The possibilities are endless here and I am thrilled. I am the Manager of Guest Relations. Its completely up my alley and seems to be written entirely to my skill set.
Apart from the fear of getting lost each and every time I get off the interstate and endeavor to navigate the streets of downtown 'Nap town, I am content.
Of course, I'm still in the process of learning my way around the office (all 4 floors) but I did finally locate the breakroom (on Thursday, yeah, sad I know) and am meeting more people and being able to put names with faces which is always nice.
Of course the best security comes with the fact that I am no longer working in the industry of plastic surgery (very volitile, given the current market conditions)
I am still working on finding friends. Its harder than I might have suspected but I am trying. Ryan is working a lot of nights and is a bit stressed with school and work and never having a true "day off" but he's getting used it. He knows I've been there and that eventually it will end. He will be so happy when he is finally done with school and able to do what he loves too.

Beyond that, I finally feel like I don't need a percoset just to make it through the day. Today was the first Saturday I have had off in quite some time. Before the clinic, it was the restuarant. This is my first "regular" m-f 8-5 job. I love it.

My (little) big brother is coming for a visit next weekend. I have only two brothers, both of them older, but I've always differentiated by little big and big big. Andy is in Chicago and only a 3 hour bus ride here. Its sad how little we make time for family, even as close as they are.

My biggest worry about work is currently my clothing. Weird, right? I know I'm a hard worker and smart, so accomplishing the tasks set fourth for me is no issue. My concern is that I am easily the youngest worker in the corporation and I'm not sure what is acceptable for me to wear. Men are no help, and the women are all so much older than I am, I'm having trouble translating their clothing into similar clothing that people my age (and style!) would wear. Ahh. Its frustraing. I've been dressing like an old person all week, and I'm sure that's not what's expected of me.

I was working late on Wednesday and hat happened to be the time the CEO decided to walk by my office come in and introduce himself! I was of course waiting for the meeting, and was thrilled it happened to be when I was in the office much later than anyone typically is. I think overall for a first week it went well.


Of course, anyone who has talked to me for 6 minutes or more knows that I am likely quite nervous and anxious about the outcome of things. But I finally feel like I made the decision that is best for me. I loved my old bosses, but I had no opportunity there, and I was fading away, a little more each day. I hope this contentment is exactly what I have been searching for.

Content.


That's a nice change of pace.