ending and beginning

In anticipation for what I knew would be a hectic week - finishing one job and then starting a new one - I took a three day weekend so I could relax and have a break. I was suppose to go out to a nice dinner, visit the Finger Lakes and then kick back at a friend's cottage in Canada. I did end up doing some of those things, but relaxing it was not. My weekend turned into a three day bender with me waking up with a wicked hangover and a why-did-I-do-that sense of regret every day.

Back at work and feeling mindless, it wasn't easy to tie up all the loose ends before the end of the week. At 4pm on Friday I was still finishing the last of it while my (now old) boss was dragging me to happy hour at Nietzsches. It was sad to say goodbye and for a minute I had that I-hope-this-is-the-right-decision feeling. Just for a minute.

Now I'm at the new job and things are going really well. I have a lot of work ahead of me but I feel like I have direction, ambition and the know-how to handle it all.