What can you learn in seven days?

October first was my start date to my new job. That's right - I've moved on - upwards and onwards - at least this is what I have been told.

My first interview - Friday at 1600hrs - lasted three hours. I'm not really sure what it consisted on. It was sort of a history lesson of my potential future employers... mixed with information on expectations, a tour of the building and a "question answer" period. I wish I could recall more details but it was hard for me to focus as all I could really hear was my inside voice saying " traitor - failure " etc. etc. etc.

My driving record came into play about half way into the interview. Ms. Femicas has a doozy of a speeding ticket (136 in a Hundred) coupled with failure to provide proof of insurance. Needless to say that the 700 dollars and 4 points don't make my drivers abstract look as stellar as I am ;) I came clean with my record - and did my best not to go into the " It's not my fault I was really busy and it was bright out and the cop was an unattractive chick so I was screwed from the moment we passed go" ... Instead I figured that doomed me for the position - which, in a way - was okay. I mean if I didn't get it I wouldn't have to leave where I was. Monday morning I was called to go into a second interview at 1330 that afternoon. I went. I spoke. I saw again. I came home to get the call to get my .... dah dah dahhhhh... Abstract. A good part of me felt badly as I was wasting his time. It's bad. Take my word for it.

Well, come Wednesday - around Days of our Lives time - and mid funeral service - I got a call offering me a full time position within Funeral Services. I was shocked - I cried - I am not sure of happiness, shock, sadness, fear - or perhaps those were tears from hearing the worst vocalist ever singing upstairs for a funeral. Either way I was emotional... and I did a little dance that would have been rather embarrassing had it been witnessed. I was to start on Monday... October the 1st.

Telling boss man was simple enough. He had already been called for a reference. So, as to avoid any conversation - a simple text that read " I got it" did the trick.

You know - it's good for me - to leave where I was. Sad feelings and all. I was not going to go anywhere with it - I was not entirely me... and I was not even entirely comfortable - but at the same time I love love loved it. It was better I left before my feelings of disappointment in myself turned into some sort of deeper bitter resentment.

I went in to do a " last shift " on Thursday. I left a gift basket and some cards - threw out most anything that I had there.... or at least moved it out of there. I spent a good portion of the day avoiding boss man - hiding downstairs cleaning whatever I could get my hands on.

It feels ... Good, I think. New place, new faces, new friends. The people are absolutely fantastic. I have a great team. I have a new chance to learn and experience. A fresh new start.

There is so much I could go on about... but I'm tired - and talked out about the whole thing. It's been the only topic I am capable of discussing lately. And even then, I only discuss it with a certain few.

Not an entertaining blog, that is for sure - but an update nonetheless.

Sleep sweet, folks.