Today, I spoke to a complete cow for business purposes. This, in addition to some wine, led me to the following reflections.
I've been home for just slightly over a year now (the longest I've stayed in place since 2011). I did decide to get myself out of hotels, after years of hardships, wrinkly frowns, and personal miseries (clearly reflected in my previous few posts).
It didn't kill me and definitely made me stronger.
I've developed a DON'T MESS backbone that used to be so limp and invited people to stomp over. My ridiculously lazy work ethics prior to my move to hotels has turned into a demanding and incredibly efficient attitude. This is reinforced by a great team who advises me on a weekly basis how valuable and passionate I am at work.
As for my personal miseries, I finally allowed myself to feel miseries and go through a healthy healing motion, breaking out of my denial habits.
I realized what I'm worth and what I deserve, and I damned well obtain those elements. I'm now surrounded by the most bomb and appreciative true-friends, bosses, coworkers, and Puppy.
After a lot of hurt feelings and financial debts that accompanied my career in hotels and moves to the Rockies, I conclude it was worth it.
That is all. I need a nap. For some reason, it's always blaringly bright out when we have Wine n Cheese events at work.
