Starting over to get back on track
So here’s a summary of the past 5 months – I quit the job I hated, I went back to the job I thought I used to hate but now love, I took a 2nd gig, I saved enough to finally move out on my own, I bought grown up furniture.
It’s been a busy 5 months, let me tell you. My discontent over the past year had gotten to be enough of a burden that I had no other choice but to start over. I quit my job. I quit before I had a new one, telling everyone that I was going freelance. I was, but inside I was scared shitless that I wasn’t going to get any work. Thank the high heavens that I got a few offers at the same time and I was able to go back to the production world that I love/hate. Now I’m working back at the emteevee while moonlighting at another production company and working on some of my own projects. I’ve definitely been working much longer and harder days, sometimes weekends, but I am a thousand times happier than I was at RR.
So with the jobs and career reaching a new level, it was time to strike out on my own. I finally got my own apartment. I couldn’t take the roommates any more. But I guess the shopping habit has got to be checked. At the end of the day, that Marc Jacobs handbag isn’t going to make me happier and more satisfied as waking up and not having to wonder if I can lay in bed for 10 more minutes or if the roommie is going to jump in the shower and use up all the hot water and make me late for work. Or having loud French mofos smoking downstairs and making a ruckus at 2am, on a Wednesday.
So here I am, sitting in my new apartment. I can walk around naked if I want. I’m sitting on the floor waiting on my new sofa to be delivered. I had a lot of other things delivered this week as well. New plates, flatware, toaster, bed, curtains, shower head. You know new apartment stuff. What I don’t have to wait for is a brand new start. Because I went and picked that up myself.