i fucking love my job. i can’t believe i’m saying that. all the adults i knew growing up and still even now hate and have always hated their jobs. my parents had aspirations for themselves professionally and still wish they had met their goals. i feel so lucky/blessed/blown away by this all.
after a client meeting today my boss called me into his office and said “krissy, you’re good… i mean really good at what you do. for a young person, for any person, i’m blown away. really happy to have you on my team”
i almost clicked my heels together and yelled “yippee”
also, got a raise. sweet. on my way to mexico now. Byeeee