That’s right. You are reading the words of a workin’ American lady. My first real job in America. 9-5. Or 5:30. It’s flexible, as seems to be the status-quo nowadays. As long as you get your work done, employers are pretty open. Right? And fall is a good time for new beginnings, don’t you think?
I’m still in my training stage, but at some point soon, I’ll be enjoying 2 days of working from home per week and 4 weeks of holidays.
It feels great to have a full-time job again. With a desk (a stand-up) in a cube that I share with a colleague. And colleagues! Who have been wonderful and welcoming so far. I’m on a team of 15+ who all seem to pool their talents together in a productive, supportive way.
Isn’t it funny how you start off at a job not knowing anyone or anything and a few months down the line, you’re so comfortable and have made friends and (hopefully) have a pretty good idea of what you’re doing? The journey to that comfort zone can be tricky, but I’m making my way slowly but surely.