Who's having a good week?

Me! Me! Me!

I must have done something good to the universe. When I really started hating everything associated with my job in February, I applied for several jobs. I just got the first one I applied for. It took less than a month. It's not a glamorous job, but it will be much better than this. I will still be working as an attorney (I was almost ready to give up the profession entirely). The office is WAY closer to home. It involves traveling, but I get paid for mileage on those days. I only had to take a $1000 pay cut, which I should easily be able to recoup in commuting costs. I have to pay for part of my insurance, but again, not enough to make it worse than paying for gas to drive an hour away in a borrowed dadmobile every day. And there's dental, which is awesome because I apparently have wisdom teeth now (serves me right for not going to the dentist for 6 years, I guess).

And to top it all off, when I had the I Quit discussion with my boss yesterday, it went well. He even complimented my abilities as an attorney, which shocked the hell out of me because I think I suck at this and was pretty sure he thought I was as dumb as a sneaker. And he offered to have me only work until next Friday, which gives me a week off before starting the new gig.

So, I am having a good week. I must make sure to donate to charity or do something super-nice for someone to thank the universe.

In conclusion: I. Am. NEW. Job. :-)