What a difference from before

I've completed three weeks with the new job and so far, I do like it - the people; the work, the ideas behind it.  There are trying moments, but it has to do with circumstances that existed before my arrival and the process of cleaning it all up, which is a task, but very necessary and once completed, will set the agency on the right path to greater success.  The commute isn't bad and the neighborhood is interesting and actually nice - convenience on so many levels.

It's getting warmer; winter is over and the baseball season has begun, which brightens up my days a great deal. 

My only concerns are financial, but being cautious and smart will help get me through whatever I'm worrying about - it has been worse on previous occasions, so I will take that as part of the overall scope.

As it's been said many times, tomorrow never knows... 

Sunlight peeks through...

A few weeks ago, on a Friday, I went to work - filled with the same dread and anxiety that had taken hold after my first week at the job I started in January.  It was the first warmer day we'd had in a while; the sun was shining.  After about two or three hours, I couldn't take being in that office and left on the pretense of being ill.  I went home, picked up lunch, did laundry and relaxed.  I received a call late in the day to come into an office in Brooklyn the following week for a job interview, after a friend asked me for my resume - he gave it to his boss and she wanted to meet me.

I went the following Friday on the interview and met this incredibly kind woman who didn't so much as interview me, but had a conversation.  Within ten minutes, she said she wanted to offer me the position as her assistant and offered me more money than the job was slated to pay.  i happily accepted; we continued to talk for a while and I left with a physical offer letter in hand.  I was elated and relieved.

When I gave my two weeks' notice to my job, it didn't make me feel any better or less tense, etc.  Those last weeks were going to be a hellride.   Yesterday was my last day - I left by 11:30 a.m. because after three days of watching a few unnerving events in that office, I didn't want to deal with it any longer.  There was no point in making myself any more ill than this job had already made me.

This Monday I start my new position.  All I want to do is look towards learning, understanding and taking the reins of this job; being responsible and consequent and doing good work.  It's not lofty or unrealistic.  I just want to contribute in a meaningful way and be able to breathe before, during and after work hours.