It seems as if it has been forever since last I wrote, and I'd like to point out that this is not for lack of want! Every day I try to sneak some time to write at work, but I rarely take longer than a 10 minute lunch break, and I have yet to find free time while at work. But today is my friend's birthday and I'm taking her out, so while she gets ready, I have a little time to write.
Work.
I started at my new location a little over a month ago. Although I interviewed to work here permanently, I didn't see the odds going in my favor as for actually getting the job. But at the end of my first day, the property manager offered me the position. So here I am, working at a location that I've dreamed of for years prior. And yes, I work through many a lunchbreak and often leave late, but these things honestly don't bother me because I'm doing what I love, I'm doing what I have a passion for, and I'm happy!
In taking the position, I actually got a little more than I'd bargained for... The company in which I work would seem very straight laced to anyone passing by, and from an insider's standpoint, it is both extremely straight laced and extremely straight, two things that I know nothing about. But a day and a half after I started working here, I began to realize that one of my co workers might be...like me. And so in typical Brittney-Elizabeth fashion, I started a conversation with him in which I was a little too forthcoming. I told him about my break up, and how I'd just moved back to my mother's house, and how it was going to be hell for my dating life. He listened politely, then turned back to what he was doing, and I wondered if he was trying to decide whether or not I was a bag of chips short of a picnic. I spent the rest of the day wondering how I could have pegged him wrong, and thinking about how silly I was to give so much information to a total stranger. But that afternoon as we walked to a nearby bar for happy hour, he started to open up to me, too. Now, a month later, we party together regularly, talk about our lives- dating and otherwise, and he doesn't even flinch when I tell him that I have to poop! ...which is honestly an every day occurrence- I'm obsessed with pooping, always have been. And now, although it hasn't been very long at all, I can honestly say that I've made a great new friend.
Dating.
Still not talking about my date life. Sorry! But I will say that I'm still single, and I'm having a great time being single; I've made tons of new friends, I have a pretty active social life, and just last week as I was out with some friends, I stood in shock after realizing that I didn't go to the club with the secret hope of meeting Princess Charming as I so often did before...I honestly went to have a great time with my friends.
Home.
Aaaand living with my mother isn't so bad at all. It became quite obvious after a day or two that she has missed having her children so close to her. She calls me every day to ask if I'd like to come have breakfast with her, she's allowed me to be on her car insurance policy (I almost had a heart attack over this one!)- saving me an additional $150 a month, and overall, she's been really easy going. I have had company, even overnight company, and she hasn't said anything. ...although in truth, she may not know. Also in truth, I'm not going to volunteer the information. I held off on starting real estate classes because it became obvious that I wouldn't have a static schedule at work, and at least until I prove myself there, I don't want to ask for a lot of special requests. But part of my job is establishing as many connections as possible, oftentimes with realtors, so I've met a lot of great realtors who I keep in contact with and who give me lots of great advice about the industry, and when I do make the switch I won't go in totally blind.
Yikes- she's ready to go! But I have much more to talk about, so I promise to be back soon : )
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