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happy and sad and back again

I officially got my demotion today. I was so excited I called Gerry (who I will be working with again!), but it took him a long time to call back and I started feeling sad about giving up my title.  I dunno, I’ve been “store manager” for a while now.  Now my name tag will read, “Assistant Manager.”  But I’m gaining almost 40 hours a week back.  That’s amazing.  40 hours a WEEK.  That’s 120 hours a month.  That’s 5 days. 

Shit.  I just did that math for the first time.  Five days.  What does one do with five extra days a month?  Sixty extra days a year?  I’m getting two months back this year.  Fuck tax returns and bonuses, I’m getting time to watch movies and make friends and write that story I’ve been wanting to write forever.  I’m getting time to fall in love and plan my future and play with my cats and eat chinese food and record all the blues songs I’ve been singing on my drive to and from work each day.  I’m getting time to be me.  Hello world, it’s me Elise. I’m back.  We’re gonna have so much fun together.  This year really is going to be better than the last.