Sometimes life has a funny way of turning into a real cliche. You know, when one door closes another one opens…a good beginning makes a good ending…and my personal favourite: throw someone under the bus.
What I’m trying to say is that today, I resigned from my job. It wasn’t a great ending, which I’m really sad about because I loved the store and my workmates dearly (except for the incompetent pest that did, in fact, throw me under the bus. I’m not bitter at all). A change in management led to a change in the company ethos that I wasn’t comfortable with. I’ve gone back and forth over this decision for a few weeks but ultimately decided that this was no longer the place for me. I wish I didn’t have to lose the job that was in many ways an extension of myself, but with loss comes a chance to start afresh; an opportunity to explore ideas and dreams that were on the back-burner purely because I spent all of my time either on the shop floor or carrying out the marketing and events for the shop.
Who knows, I might be one of ‘those’ private school mums that goes to the gym twice a day. Or is that a phenomenon that is only present in my sons school? These mums are pretty cranky, I’m guessing they’re really hungry. No McFlurry’s for those ladies.
Not all losses are bad! I have a loss on the scales! It was 0.5 kilos (around a pound?) which isn’t breaking any kind of records but a loss is a loss is a loss.
I’m full of clichés today.
I’m ok with these losses. It’s put everything into perspective. Sometimes you’ve just got to stop and smell the roses, ya know?
See what I did there ^? Hilarious! How has everyone else’s week been?