I’m doing well, but the dark side is always so close to the surface. I feel really good about things, and I am very excited for whatever is coming up next, but sometimes these doubts creep up … the economy is scary, … we’ve been here before, … what if it really does take as long to get a job as it did last time?
What helps silence all those demons is faith. I do know that we are going to be fine. I do know that the next job will finally be better than everything else, that we’ll finally have enough to pay our bills without feeling like we’re playing the lottery. I do know that it was time to get out of that job. I know that this is the best way to ensure good recommendations from the former employer, that this was the only way. I know that this is a really good thing.
I don’t know what the future is, nor how long it will take us to get there, but I am excited. All those doubts can hide in the shadows for another few hours, I am going to dream of a job that pays enough that we can finally start to put money toward retirement.