I just finished the longest day of work in my whole life. After 4.5 hours of sleep (I know, it was totally my fault but I didn't know today was going to kick my ass) I went to work expecting a typical Thursday and 11 hours, no lunch break later, I was walking out the door at 7pm. I was able to squeeze in a bite to eat (thanks to Gilbert hooking me up with half of his Ralph’s sandwich) and was in a meeting from 245-645 with our friends at the trucking company. As I was sitting in the meeting my mind began to drift and it really hit me how much I love my job and co-workers. I was so sad to leave some awesome people back home and was really worried I wouldn't fit in with corporate co-workers. I didn't know what to expect and I am so thankful they are rad (including my boss Christa). We have SO much fun, have a handful of inside jokes and spend half of the day laughing and joking while we work. Anyhow, that thought hit me today when Nick the IT guy came into the meeting and made me laugh, I realized how much I love them all. Seriously though, an 11 hour day and I'm really not complaining, I actually ENJOYED it. I might be delusional from lack of sleep, but I'm pretty sure I'm exactly where I am meant to be.
Good night.
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