Every Day is an Anniversary

A year ago I wrote: “There is so much life outside of the corporate world. You just have to trust yourself to find it.”

Here is the nice part being on my way to “finding it.” Today was a real, live “work from 7:30-3:55 day” albeit, in my baggy blue jeans, wearing my fake Uggs (Fuggs for those of you who don’t have a teenaged daughter), parked at the laptop by the living room window with a view to the deluge of first-of-March slop flowing out of our gutter. I put the project aside for an hour to drive to see client (gee, I like that word) and turned around revisions from her project in a matter of hours. That meant I was available for a last minute visit from a contractor pitching a small tile project in our bathroom (1956 yellow and gray, what more can I say?) A few years ago, a 5’x8’ bathroom wouldn’t merit a return call. Now it gets three.

My work-flow remains inconsistent and therefore comforting when it arrives, but a year ago I woke up hyperventilating each morning, spending huge portions of the day blogging as a way to clarify the next steps in my life. And, now, well, blink. Here I am--experiencing March 2010 as a vast improvement over March 2009--though regardless of the difficulty in wading through the shock of an unexpected job elimination, I’ll take either of those months over what I was doing in 2008.

And if that isn’t enough about which to feel positive on wet, snow-rain mix of a Monday, I just Googled, and there are only 19 days until the vernal equinox. Yippee. We are getting on toward spring.