Last Day

Tomorrow is my last day at a firm I've been with for five years. I interviewed on 9/11 which I will never forget, and have held two different jobs there, one of which was passed down to me from TKW. I tried to fill her shoes as best I could, but people really loved her (of course). There are so many cool people I'm going to miss, but unfortunately that doesn't make up for the handful of truly hideous people I have to deal with.

I worked it so that I have next week off, which is also my birthday week, and I just booked a two day trip to Chicago to see Weezie and my friend D, whom I met on my first day at the firm. She's now an attorney living in Chicago and I haven't seen her in over a year! I got a round trip, nonstop flight and one night at a hotel downtown for $311 TOTAL, fees and everything. It's my b-day present to myself. I hate to fly (note: I usually have to medicated AND drunk to fly), and would normally never do something so last minute like this, but I'm trying to live life to the fullest and not live in fear of everything. Speaking of fear, I don't like salons and makeup counters because I always feel judged. But today, I walked into an Aveda concept salon I've been wanting to check out (they had a few walk in appts), and got my hair cut and colored. I LOVED the woman who cut my hair, and I think she did a good job! I went dark again. I think it makes my eyes show up more (yes my kitchen is orange, and I like it that way).



The biggest part of ridding myself of fear was my job change. I used to work with a guy who left the firm about two years ago. A job recently opened up where he works now, so he recommended me and I got the job. It's a company that does trial support and graphic design. I'm going to be trained to do everything, but mostly the graphic design because there is only one person doing it, and she is overwhelmed. It's more money, a better work environment, plus I get an office with a door (it's glass, but whatever). I still don't feel like I deserve everything that has happened over the past couple of weeks, but I'm trying to change that. I was so scared to take the plunge and do something different, but there were NO cons, only pros. I am freaked out about my first day, but also so excited.

I feel bad because I haven't been commenting very much. Everyone at work is trying to squeeze every last ounce of work from me, so when I get home I don't even want to look at a computer screen. There are some of you (ahem, Shell) that I've been meaning to email, but I just don't have the mental energy right now. Hopefully after my week off, I will feel a little more like myself. Thank you so much for all your sweet comments and emails. It truly makes a gal feel special.