Work

I feel incredibly lucky to say that I love my job. I think all jobs have their downfalls - and in some the bad overshadows the good, but not for me. Not anymore. I have a great job. I have a boss that cares about me and my well being and... this job pursued me.

I was thinking the other day that I should just keep the running tab of things that are great about my job, so here we go:

• Pursued me
• Boss cares about me
• She gives me GOOD food (organic, local, "clean")
• She gives me tools to create my own things (spelt sourdough starter and flour to feed it)
• She gives me gifts (Essential Oils and beyond)
• Flexible times
• I get to bake and cook.
• There are times of cleaning and organizing - which are deeply satisfying for me.
• When it snowed too much for me to drive home, the family made a place for me to sleep on the couch and bought me a toothbrush.
• I can joke around with my boss and be a bit sassy without problem
• She wants me to be happy - and can ask tough questions to promote happiness.
• She teaches me how to make incredibly healthy recipes and inspires new ways of cooking.
• When I ask a question about a health issue she immediately gives me a natural remedy - and concocts it right then.
• She's helping to change people's lives and I am able to help her do that. That's pretty dang cool.

I just keep finding myself feeling extremely thankful for all of these things.

They say good things come to those who wait... and I definitely waited for this.