So life after Damnation feels okay. It’s been about 2 months now and I’m slowly emerging from ‘The Pit,’ brushing away the cobwebs that settled over the rest of my life.
I won’t say that I’m glad to be gone because that is not the entire truth. I still think of my past co-workers often and miss the office of ‘The Pit’ much more than I thought I would. I want to know how everyone is getting along and wish only the best for those I’ve left behind. Because that behind is going to be a mess in a couple of months. A colossal train-wreck just waiting for an oil tanker to ram right through and ignite a fireball of insanity.
You may think I exaggerate, but I kid you not.
In any case, moving on. The 3+ years I spent there will be referred to as Damnation and the physical location as ‘The Pit.’ I think these are fitting references for that work environment. Which doesn’t say much since these monikers feel mild and I still loved my time there. It was just the insanity, drama and games that forced me to leave.
The new yonder will hopefully bring a return to work/life balance. Obviously, I’m a workaholic so I will always push. But maybe the man will push back and let me breathe a bit more here. Which gives me more time for you dear readers who I’ve ignored for so long. Which is probably all of one of you, my dear husband.
Off we go into the sunset.