So, today I'm at work and realize this month I have been working in the same building, at the same job, basically for 35 years! That is three decades my friends, 420 months, 1820 weeks, Yikes and that is as far as I'm taking that! Most murder sentences would have had me out ten years ago. Provided good behavior was factored in and all. Ohhhhh I get it, bad behavior. My sister always said I was Dad's favorite. Well, a few years back I realized that that was probably not the case. Which is why I have told Emily she needs to go to college and decide on a good profession because I love her wayyyy to much to put her in here.
Don't get me wrong, Cecil's Diesel ( as my high school friends used to call it) has been a pretty good ride all things considered. There is a certain privilige to being the bosses daughter, being the boss however not so much. Well, it is true I can come and go as I need to, but don't. Ask my daughter..... There is a freedom in being the last word on any given thing, but a tremendous responsibility in that last word too. Dad used to say all you can do is offer a butt cheek to chew on babe, whenever there was an unhappy customer. OJT is the only thing I bring to the title. I have depended on a father that was brilliant in so many ways, an accountant that used to be our paper boy in Spokane, and the same attorney since the beginning of the business 43 years ago. Well, my father is no longer available for his opinion, my accountant is fighting for his life right now, waiting for a "pump" to assist his heart in beating. My attorney settled my Dad's estate just like Dad wanted him to, Guided me through the process and is working less and less these days as he approaches retirement himself. I guess I am feeling a bit alone. I am still here contemplating what the next step is. I am still too young to retire and don't have the moolah to any way. The business has morphed through the years and things have changed. I am going to need a whole new team to support me sooner or later. Kinda scarey.
No one really gets that. Oh well, here's to another 35 years I guess? Phew......
I need to end this thing on a positive note. My glass is half full after all. I have a job, a home,car and drivers license, clothes and food, a great family, good friends, good hubby and wonderful daughter. More blessings then I have a right to, so there! Heres to 35 years Cecil's Diesel!! Woohoo....
