Back to Work

Yesterday was my first day back to work after having 9 days off for vacation.  I was, strangely, excited to go back.  I went home to KC for a few days to see family, went to the Renaissance Festival with some awesome pirates, and spent a day visiting my beautiful friend Sarah, but other than that I did a whole lot of nothing.  I thought I would have a chance to be extremely productive and get ahead in all my classes, but I found that not going to work actually made me less motivated than ever. So, when Monday rolled around, I was ready to get back to work, no matter what disaster I might walk into. 

A funny thing happened on the way to work though.  When I stopped to get my coffee (which I have recently discovered is really the best way to start every day) I ended up running into a customer that comes in quite a bit.  She was genuinely happy to see me and said that she was excited for the holiday season because she always has so many more reasons to come in and visit us all.  I was already glad to get back, but that simple interaction made me remember how lucky I am to enjoy what I do. 

Sure, some days I can't wait to get home.  Some days, I want to walk out in the middle of the day and never look back.  But when I really take a second to think about it, I love my job.  I love getting the opportunity to make someones day by doing something incredibly easy, or by making sense of something that starts as a huge mess. 

It isn't my career, but it's definitely a nice rest stop on the road to my career while I'm finishing school.

In case you were wondering, I walked into a mess, with lots of questions & problems that I didn't have answers for right away, but it was still an awesome day.