
That was a crazy two days. I don't think I stopped learning, thinking, or doing a minute of the day at this new gig. But I'm having so much fun! The people are great, the office is relaxed, and the work is really interesting.
In the shower this evening, I wondered for a moment...what is this strange feeling?
I'm so...happy.
Happy?
Yes!
I forgot what a great feeling it gave me to do a job, and do it well. I'm really thrilled to have that opportunity again. And no more calls.
None.
My phone rang once today, and it was someone returning MY call. And when I answer, I can say, this is Helena. I have an identity! It rules! I even got a little comfortable. Took in my little office bamboo plant which has been sitting back at the old condo, orphaned. Got my desk nice and clear, got work done, and had a fun time doing it.
I can get used to this.
Now I'm going to see Team America and look at Laptops (for work) in the Mac store on the Promenade. They're pulling me in...must...think...different.
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Congrats on the new job! sounds exciting!
Sorry I haven't been around for a while, had a mac crash, and now I am back on the old PC, until something changes.
I am really happy for you, especially that you are happy!
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