Zero to One Hundred

Last semester I came to work and sat. At my desk. In front of my computer. Last semester I was bored. Last semester I wanted to beg someone to let me do something that resembled the job I was hired to do. Last semester I got paid more than I had before.

Now, in this new semester, in this new job, (ok, so I'm not in college & they aren't technically semesters) I hardly ever get to sit down for too long. I rarely sit in front of a computer and I don't even have a desk right now. And I'm almost sure for a fact I won't be begging ANYONE for work! This semester I get paid less than I did before.

It's funny to me. I think I've worked harder these past two weeks to earn a paycheck than I did in four months at my previous job. And I'm happier. I feel alive again. Like I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing.

In the weeks between quitting my previous job and taking this one, I had A LOT of down time. I sat and slept, hung out with people, sat and slept some more. I was DYING to have something productive to do by December!! Now, it's back to a rigorous schedule. I'm missing some of that down time. I don't think I ever thought my life would get back to "normal." This was a tough transition - from Houston to College Station again. In just two weeks of subbing at schools and two weeks of working at my new job that very difficult month & a half seems like a distant memory. I'm comfortable again. And I've gone from zero to one hundred.