New beginnings can be scary. Tomorrow, I start my new job. Along with this new-job anxiety, I also feel a sadness for what was. I thought working where I did was my forever job. I was in it to win it, and I put in the extra hours to make sure everything got done. But here I am, and tomorrow is a new day—a new beginning.
I messaged Jeff and asked him to pull some cards for me. While I have my own cards, I trust his gift and skills. From left to right: The Fool, Wheel of Fortune, and The Queen of Pentacles. Jeff had this to say:
"It's looking pretty good, bro. Luck is going to turn your way with this new venture and help get you into a situation where you're not only regaining stability but helping out your peeps as well."
I had another interview with a different company, but I canceled it. For some reason, Napa feels right.
I negotiated a decent pay. It works out to be a bit more than I was making before. It’s 40 hours with 10 hours of mandatory overtime weekly—Monday through Friday, daylight hours. I get to keep my weekends with the monkey. Work is now closer to home, and I’ll be working 7 to 5. Overtime is paid this time, so extra hours mean a bit more when it comes to the paycheck. Benefits, paid vacation, and a good 401k match. Overall, it all sounds good.
As much as I’ve hated learning in traditional settings, I do well hands-on. I am excited about the new challenge. My new direct supervisor seems pretty damn cool, and I’m looking forward to getting to know him better. Out of 55 applicants, I was the one he wanted. Knowing that feels good. Napa busted their ass to make this all come together.
While I’m a mixed bag of emotions, I know I’ll process these feelings. I spent 26 days unemployed. Time passed in a blur. I have consumed more Ben & Jerry’s in the past few weeks than I have in the past three years. So yes, some feelings have been involved. Charles was impressed with how quickly I went from laid off to employed. Truth be told, I don’t do well unemployed, and I have shit I want to accomplish that requires a steady paycheck.
Once I start making money again, I know the first two things on my list. A new bottle of writing whiskey is to be purchased. My last bottle lasted over a year, and I have a bit left, but it is time to fill the decanter again. I also want a new vision board—some of the goals on the old one belong to an employer I no longer have.
I am bitter. I learned some things that soured my feelings. I’m not here to gossip, so I won’t go into it publicly. But I put some pieces together, and all was not fair in the end. I gained some skills. I will look back on those parts with a grateful heart. The rest... well, like I said, I will process in time.
So, to new beginnings. To cards that cast a favorable light on the future. I will do my best and, hopefully, have a job I can walk away from at the end of the day—not dwelling on tomorrow like I so often did. 2025 has started harshly, to say the least. But the year is not over yet.
Bishop :(:
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