That's all right cause I love the way it hurts...

I had to say goodbye to my ever so awesome part time gig as a professional pirate and colorist(?) to become part of the grown up world again. I was sad to see this happen and slightly miffed at how easily the oldest boy dismissed me. In my awkward adult skin, I felt pretty rejected. “I thought you had a job?” He said to me during my last week with him on a daily basis and then added, “I didn’t want you to come today.”

I’m used to him saying these things to me, because he does. Then seconds later he is wrapping his arms around me, nuzzling his face into my stomach or shoulder. “I want to hug you,” he’ll say. The dismissal by him cut a little deeper than it probably should have, but the imprint is there nonetheless. I’ll be seeing the wonder duo again, on a weekly basis – at least that’s the plan.

I began a full-time job today for an eye-wear distributor of sorts. It seems like it will be a great fit for me. My main responsibilities will be…whatever needs to be done. I’m more or less a gopher girl for two separate people in the office; my skills and talents will be split between the two to make sure things get processed. But thus far, I like it. I enjoy the owners who are not pretentious in the least bit and the atmosphere makes me feel comfortable in my own skin.

I’m very optimistic about this new beginning.