Bedtime: Thoughts on 9-30

Exactly thirty days ago, I wrote that When September Ended I'd be in quite a new place in my life, in my living, in my career... in my Coryhood. That day has come, don't ask me how. I'm sitting on my cushy queen mattress, on the floor in my old room in Newbury (since it's too late and my limbs are too exhausted to have built my Ikea bed). The belongings most precious or pivotal in the day-to-day are here with me; I currently "lease" a storage space nearby, which is a psuedo-adult step for me. The amount of clothes I own has shrunk slightly in the past 48 hours of cleansing, though I still counted thirty dressies that hang on the oh-so-neglected left side of the closet for the rare occasion or girly summer day. 30. Isn't that ridiculous?

I love my new role as a Manager. I get to help lead the vision of our days, our fiscal quarter, our time at this Admired company. I inspire a team of anywhere from 7 managers to 92 employees to [half-that] Red Zoners when I make their schedules. I have 13 babies, who's development will become partly my responsibility to take and take passionate interest in. My team welcomed me with open (and clapping) arms; they thank me profusely. They lift me up, give me ideas, commend mine and also trust in them. I'm a part of a dream team. It's our store's 7- year anniversary next weekend, too.

I've begun a new chapter: one of responsibility, of personal and mental and emotional and physical well-being. I'm going to sleep more, exercise regularly, have more quality time with family and my animal-family, and reduce my indulgences. My commitment for the month of October is to refrain from some of my guilty pleasures - or maybe what are all bad habits of my generation... all until the weekend of the Life is Beautiful festival, during which I'll cheat and splurge and let my healthy body get slightly intoxicated by the purity of that weekend's madness. Hopefully it won't take too many drinks if I've taken a break in the weeks leading up to it.

I'm going to make time to connect at work, and prioritize people. I'm going to correspond with friends whom I owe a catch-up, and I'm going to make calls and craft emails and even write snail-mail on a regular basis. I'm going to be safe, and not text-and-drive, and drink a lot of water, and not forget to take my meds. I'm going to organize and rejuvenate my personal space, that is now accented in purple - purple, of all colors! - and cleanse of memories and possessions that don't match the new me.

I'm going to love with no expectations, flirt with no shame, and adventure with no fear. I'm going to give and journey and join as often as I can muster, so that no facet of all of that "personal well-being" I mentioned is spared. The people I love are the most important part of that. See below. =)

More on my trip to San Fran later

To FALL-ing in love, and new chapters. 

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