If I actually wore berets, on Thursday afternoon I would have been standing in the middle of the street tossing mine playfully into the air ala Mary Tyler Moore.
Luckily for all passing traffic, I don't, but that was the kind of mood I was in on Thursday.
I accepted the job offer, and altho I only got a small part of my counter-offer, with each passing hour since I accepted, I've been overtaken by my gut feelings that it was the oh-so-right decision.
No regrets. Maybe just some bittersweet partings of the ways.
I'm really, really gonna miss this house. This old country house that really is a blank slate on the inside because its decor is so outdated, it needs some major renovations. I had been planning on starting that this spring, with new carpeting and paint downstairs, along with new drapes for the living room and parlor, and possibly, inside shutters for the kitchen windows.
There's one trip to Home Depot I won't be making. And one transformation I had been planning for months, but won't be part of.
But in a way, part of me is actually looking forward to going back to apartment living. While I absolutely adore this house, its been alot of work -- twice as many rooms to clean, a very large lawn to mow from April through October, as well as shoveling snow, re-graveling the driveway, etc.
Domestic life, at least, will be so much simpler.
And new people and places to discover. Its a change of pace I think I really did need for quite some time now. I love my friends, neighbors, some of my professional colleagues, but lately, it just hadn't been enough. No stimulation, no excitement. Part of me knew it, another part of me didn't want to admit it.
Sure I'll stay in touch, but it will be refreshing to develop a new circle of friends and colleagues.
Besides, there's no going back now. I've already gotten my acceptance letter and start date and turned in my resignation and told friends, family and professional colleagues I was going. And once I did, it was such a huge weight off of my shoulders.
Yes, things are going to be changing drastically for me in the coming months, but I truly believe, at this moment, that's its going to be a very, very good thing.
A collection of random, reflective, fleeting, probing, serious, silly, self-deprecating, venting, thoughts, issues and events that for some reason or other I feel the need to give voice to.
Sunday, March 05, 2006
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