getting paid has

a way of reminding me why i'm there...sure, not every month, but when it's been tough, challenging, sometimes not even anywhere close to fun...the sizeable wad of cash that hits my bank account on the 15th of each month serves as a timely reminder as to why

why i took the job

why i gave up my freedom

why i put up with some people's shit

but really, today, even yesterday, were much better days than monday and when i read what i wrote monday night, which was only 48 hours ago, i'm somewhat staggered by just how different i feel today...

bizarre! so as i drove home tonight after a 10 hour day i realised just how much i love it...

and not just because of the pay...no a few other things:

 - the people are mostly great

 - some of my colleagues are fabulous and i enjoy working with them

 - the role itself, well, it's pretty good

 - i'm learning

 - and slowly slowly we ARE making progress

so all is good in the world tonight!

hope it's good in your world too xx