Good stuff

I have a moment free at The Best Office Job Ever(tm) to burble a little to
you while I eat my carrot sticks, but I may have to do it in little
bursts, because I actually do have plenty to do here (yay!), so I won't be
spending as much time on LJ (boo!).

Up next:

Love
Money
Time
Health

Probably in that order.

Love.

sproul
Originally uploaded by serenejournal

I love my new job. I love my family. I love that my new job doesn't take me away from my family TOO much. (I was even able to get in a date with stonebender before it started, and we're gonna do lunch in Berkeley once a week when we can.)

But lately, I really love ME. It was really, really hard to choose to take this job. I know I'm overextended already. I know I'm a busy, tired introvert, with a family to take care of. But the more I thought about it, the more I *really wanted it*, and I'm so glad I didn't balk. I think I'm doing what's best for me.

I walk through the UC Berkeley campus every day with this huge grin on my face. I love being there. I love the people I work with. I even love the job, which most people would find terribly tedious. It's just perfect for me, though, and I'm SO glad they offered it to me.

And now, after how many years? I am a real, career employee there, with health insurance, a pension, a cubicle, keys, and the whole shebang.

I deserve this. I totally rock.

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Originally uploaded by serenejournal

This is me at work. Goofy, I know, but the joy is genuine.