I threw a small pity party this afternoon and guess what? No one showed up! Just me, all by myself. I got over it, or maybe not 'cause here I am blogging about it. Sheeesh. I really need to pull up my big girl panties and move along.
So it all started off at the post office while I was buying stamps for work. Kathy, the gal at the window that has been waiting on me for a long time tells me it's her next to last day of work. Yep, she is retiring early. Now several years ago I used to hear this kind of news and be alllll sad, geez, I'm gonna miss ya, yikes I'm gonna hafta break in a new person, boooo. I'm not sure when it happened but here of late whenever I hear of a relativly young, healthy person, getting to retire and move on in life I applaud, cheer and offer congratulations. Escape from the 8-5 five days a week appeals to me and I am genuinely happy whenever "another one" gets to escape. Turns out Kathy has been at her job for 34 years and she is 55. Good for her! That is an early excape, with benifits! Sweet!
On the pity party side of things, I have been at my job 36 years and I am going to be 55 next month.
My exit plan is non existant, I don't even know what it looks like yet. I could really get behind the exit plan the guy down the street is working on. Seems as though McDonalds wants his corner lot and thinks it is worth in the neighborhood of 2.8 million. Hey!! I am in that neighborhood!! How about we talk, Taco Bell?
I am also that person that after I complain about my lot, guilt grabs me by the throat, and I find it necessary to acknowledge the blessings in my life. So, thank you generous God for all the many blessings in my life. I have a wonderful family, husband and daughter. I am loved and really want for nothing. I have a home and toys, great friends to enjoy life with.
So, with that I will say bye for now. Thanks for listening.
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