That was how I started my email to my manager at The Chopping Block telling him that I couldn’t financially work full time there anymore. Guys, I’ve run the numbers every which way until Sunday, and it just wouldn’t be prudent to keep burning up my savings to do a job that I love, because there will come a time when there is no more savings, and I had to pull my big girl panties up and face reality.
That really was the best job I’ve ever had. I would wake up so happy when it was a work day! Didn’t matter if there was traffic and it took me 90 minutes to get there. Didn’t matter if I was getting out of work at 11:00 p.m. Didn’t matter if I had to get up at 6:00 a.m. to get to work. I loved the work, the recipes, but most importantly, I loved the people. I never heard anyone complain about anything. I loved that everyone got my sense of humor and didn’t mind that I was a hugger and hugged everyone hello at the beginning of the shift.
I am still going to work there one day a week though. That will be my happy place that I get to look forward to. I’ll still get 40% off the merchandise, and still attend cooking classes as a VIP with a friend if the classes aren’t fully booked. I was telling Hannah that once I turn 59 and start getting Tony’s social security benefits, maybe that’s when I’ll be able to go back there and work full time, but um, that’s 11 years away for me, so I have to do what I have to do.
Life is strange. Who knows where this next job path will lead me. I start tomorrow. The good news though?! I’ll be working just blocks from my twin sister! We’ve already talked about finding a Weight Watcher meeting in the city to go to together, and going on lunch time walks. Our weather is going to be amazing – today’s high is 74 degrees and we’ll have temps in the 60s for the next 7-10 days. Love. As long as I get my cool sleeping weather, I am a happy gal.
The moral of this story? At least I tried!