Really Good Week

Today is my Friday. It's actually Thursday, which makes it even more special because it means I can light candles, write, and listen to David Gray after the house is clean and Evan is asleep. Normally I'm too tired to do this, but since vacation I feel differently about things. Being away from all the stress and all the little things I took for granted really made me appreciate them.

So I'm smoking a little pot, drinking a little wine, and reflecting on my good week. It's rare that I end a week feeling so good (it could be the dopamines from my run earlier) and I am feeling open and less than cautious, so I will share.

This week the following things happened:

1) I got accepted (and decided to enroll in) a Master's program. I'm going to get my MBA and a Master's in Human Resource Management. I need a big deep breath because my lungs feel like they are going to burst against the pressure of my rib cage. I am really feeling the gravity of this situation. It's a lot of money ($37,000!)and it might change my life. I mean, many things change one's life, but this feels so important. I never knew how much a master's meant to me until I decided to do it.

For clarification I think I should tell you all that I'm not going to some fancy school like Berkeley or even a private school like St. Mary's. I'm going to a place that is small and allows me to keep my day job so I'm not bitch ass poor, although I will be when I get out. The loans are staggering, especially since putting myself through UCSC cost me $25,000.

I just hope my brain is worth it. I think so.

2) I've been having these awesome, super productive meetings with my boss lately - he's listening to me like we are equals. This feels strange to me since he is a doctor and I am, as far as I can tell, a white-trash kid with some good business sense. But it's cool. Really cool. It's awesome to know that someone you respect and look up to also respects you and values your input into his or her business. I mean, if I were in business for myself it would be really hard for me to listen to someone else. (Hence the master's .. that way I will know who to scream at when things go wrong)

He trusts me with his business. And his money. And his staff. It's like being queen of a very small universe; you know the place you rule is miniscule but it still feels damn good.

Momentum

I love the way it feels to be in motion, intellectual, physical, emotional, or otherwise. I love the feeling when something important takes hold of me and sucks me in. I succumb to it on a cellular level.

So yeah, a lot of momentum this week and it feels damn good. There are some people out there I am missing (Steve, Liz -both of you, Jess, Ryan, and Sam). People I would like to share these events with, but I'm too shy and somehow I'm embarrassed for feeling proud.

I hope your week was as good.