Mosaic Life

All happy and stuff

I like living in Atlanta now. I know, at first I hated it. And then I tolerated it. But now, every once in a while, I get this realization that I love living here. Despite the traffic. Despite the humidity. Despite the lack of good mexican restaurants.

I love my job, too. Yeah, it can get busy. And sometimes it’s high stress. But my coworkers are great, I enjoy what I do, and as long as you get your work done, everyone’s happy. And this isn’t one of those employment honeymoon things, either. I’ve worked here since late August - by my count, the honeymoon should have ended by mid-September. Actually, I can generally tell if I’m going to hate a job by the end of the first week. And I still love my present job. I’m thankful for the horrible jobs I’ve had in the past, the managers who breathed down my neck, the degradation, because I appreciate what I have now.

If you hadn’t noticed, I’m not one of those people who walks around with a perma-grin. I don’t get excited easily. But every now and then I’m surprised by how happy I am. And I’m thankful for it.