It was a along haul, but I got through it

Jan 19, 2007 12:50

The words ending, final and last sometimes evoke feelings of loss and sadness, such as the ending of a friendship, or the final voyage of a long loved ship. Othertimes it can spark hysterical joy and celebration, like the scenes around the world at the end of the two world wars. Dancing in the streets and random moments of affection between strangers are some of the most lingering images from those historic events.

I have my own ending and final today, and in a way I will celebrate it quite happilly.  Today is my final day of unemployment for the moment (nothing is a sure bet, but I hope I don't have to worry about this again).  On Monday I start my probationary contract work for a firm in Melbourne. All things being equal, after three months I will be permanent, and relocated in that city which used to be home.  I feel good about this, trust me I was very worried for a while that this was going to be my lot in life, but thanks to a boutique firm it won't be.



"Pucker up Honey, I heard McDee just got a new job, now thats worth celebrating!"

Although it would be nice to think there will be tickertape, confetti and mass celebration for this ending, I don't expect it will happen.... although it would make one hell of a party on Oxford Street!



"He did it! McDee Did it! I just feel like dancing the day away now!"
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