I've worked since I was 13 years old, the seventh or eighth grade, I don't remember which. I begged my parents to allow me to get a worker's permit so that I could get a job at such a young age. I started at a little Italian restaurant in St. Louis clearing tables and I've never looked back or regretted it.
I enjoy working. I love the feeling of accomplishment and completion. I like fixing problems and being put in charge of great endeavors. During college, I was given the honor and responsibility of managing a Pier 1 Imports store, which only fed my hunger for perfection, dedication, and hard work. Fast forward through a wedding, 2 babies, 2 more jobs, and I find myself calling it quits on the business world for a time. I have to admit that it's bittersweet.
I'm thrilled to have the opportunity to stay at home with my girls at their young ages. I will get to see and experience things that I might have otherwise missed. Avery starts preschool this fall and I will get to take and pick her up everyday, listening to the adventures of her morning. I don't have to feel torn about going to work or staying home when one of the girls are sick or Emmersen's had a rough night from medicine adjustments. I get to focus on them right now.
On the other hand, I leave behind some amazing people at an incredible company. I will miss them all so much, not to mention just the simple fact of being able to go to an office each day. Scott, Indea, and me- we are a perfect trio. The three of us are alike but vastly different in many ways; we mesh very well together to balance each other out. The stories and jokes we've shared, songs, crazy work experiences, good and bad days- we've seen a lot. They make my job so enjoyable and I will miss them. Indea and I are very close. What's that phrase? They are "cut from the same cloth", or something like that? She and I are just that. Many, many work days were started with our walk to Coffee Hound for a cup of warm goodness that we enjoyed together at our computers, catching each other up on the night before, the latest episode of our favorite TV shows, or even the most serious of talks that brought about tears and kleenex. I love, love, love this girl and I am going to miss her everyday friendship above all else.
We knew when to be serious and could always get the job done...
...but we loved to have fun, act ridiculous, and laugh! The perfect trio.
I saw this building constructed from the ground up and was a part of every step. Standing on the roof and looking out, I love it up here.
Today I said good-bye. Tomorrow starts a new chapter.
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