I thought to myself, “Things are going well.” I haven’t felt this way so completely in a long time, but something occured to me while idling in the hallway, so I thought I’d mention it.
I am picking up the tasks at my new job. We are still in a training period, so I can’t say I am shouldering much responsibility, but I am privileged enough to be able to sit at my desk, writing and brainstorming blog posts while learning various ins-and-outs of insurtech.
I’m cooking more, which is fun, especially as my lady should not have to shoulder the burden on her own. I am capable, I have taste; why shouldn’t I prepare meals? In fact, cooking itself agrees with my urges to create, and this way, there’s seldom a meal I wouldn’t finish either.
I still joke about an inability to cook because while I’m more experiences than I have ever been, there’s still plenty to learn as work shows me daily.
In addition to work, diet and exercise, I’m juggling giving attention to people I care about while still carving out time for myself.
It’s not easy, which I realize, I may have to say more when speaking with people. I try to refer to things in a way that does not discourage effort and persistence. I am grateful still, ‘cuz nothing of value ever comes with ease.