I bonded with a coworker today via internet love. He couldn’t figure out how met met on Twitter and I can’t explain it. The funny thing is his boyfriend is from the Midwest and just moved out here a few months ago, like me. It seems like a lot of Californians are imports, like me.
When I got to work I had 100% battery and when I got home from work I had 88% battery…without charging it at all during the day. I’d love to have a job where I am too busy to play around on my phone all day. You get comfortable, and frankly lazy, when you’ve been doing the same thing for over a decade and I had far too much free time over the past few years. This “working thing” is a welcomed rush of energy and I’m feeding off of the positive energy. I’m going to capitalize on my second chance and dust off what’s been covered up for far too long.
Thanks to my trusty alarm, I’m awake and moving about the house this morning. Today I start my new job. I haven’t started a new job in over 15 years so it’s natural to feel a little nervous, even though the first few days are spent signing forms and choosing health care options. I need an new, updated LinkedIn photo for my new, updated job.
Let us all raise our coffee mugs and toast to a new routine, shall we?
We went over the mountain into San Jose today and I realized I’m definitely more Santa Cruz than San Jose. My job is over the mountain in San Jose and it’s only a 24 mile drive but it takes over 50 mins because I take the rad Highway 9. Highway 9 is super curvy and hilly and everyone drives like maniacs. I guess that’s why we see Ferraris and Lamborghini’s zipping through the highway on the weekends. I haven’t put make up on in weeks, let alone try to do anything with my hair other than wash and comb it. The kids stay outside playing in the forest from after breakfast until damn near dinner time. They’re dirty, the sky is a consistent deep blue color and I still think today is Monday. I found out the population of our town is 4,062. There were 99,000+ people in Kenosha, where we moved from. I count the cars going up and down the mountain everyday and there hasn’t been more than 38 vehicles each day. Everyone waves when they pass by. I’ve been told I’ll wave at these people for years but never meet them. This isn’t the California everyone else imagines. I grew up in the country and now feel like I’m back to where it all began. I feel like this is where we are supposed to be. Happy, it’s where we all belong.