I started my new job yesterday. I don't quite know how to describe the feeling, all the thoughts that were going through my head. I could tell you how awesome it felt to be at work 17 minutes after having left the house, or how nice my co-workers were, how happy I was to learn that there are Yoga and Pilates classes offered on the premises during lunch, how psyched I was to see that I had a real office (like, with walls and a door), how confident I was that, even if this contract isn't renewed, it'll still be a great step towards having the kind of career I worked so hard for...
Honestly, the most powerful impression I had yesterday was that it was a real, grown-up job, which probably sounds silly coming from a 33 year-old, married, mother of 2 who has been working full-time for over 10 years. But that's how I felt. I finally have a job where I will use my skills, where my expertise in my field will be recognized, appreciated, counted upon and challenged. It's a great feeling.
My name is Tara. Knitter, Runner, Mother, Wife, and now? Librarian.
Happy Knitting Everyone!