the world is conspiring to shower you with blessings
TAURUS: I find many of you Taurus’s to be excessively self-effacing. It's a trait that can be both endearing and maddening. Even as my heart melts in the presence of Bulls who are underestimating their own beauty, I may also feel like grabbing them by the shoulders and shaking some confidence into them, barraging them with frustrated exhortations like "Believe in yourself as much as I believe in you, for God's sake!" But I'm guessing I won't be tempted to do that anytime soon. You appear to be due for a big influx of self-esteem.
I'm totally a self-effacing Taurus, but I'm also in massive wave of feeling good about myself and confident about what I'm doing and where I'm going, so another on the nose week for you, Uncle Rob.
I just finished my second week in The Emerald City -- which is the name Hope gave USAA, when I had to tell someone today that I'd found out my little city-compound-office-world has inside of it a message therapist and a same-day pharmacy, which happens to carry my favorite cough medicine (as I'm rocking the hacking to death look lately).
It's kind of amazing. I'm really loving this job, and I'm beginning to get my feet under me with everything I'll need. I'm not sure why, in a building of 17,000 people they couldn't have shifted one person for six months, but I don't look the gift horse in the mouth. Especially since yesterday was my first payday.
I've met everyone on my team, and all the people who'll be sending me things frequently. I've gotten into making classes, for enrolling, dropping, etc and figuring out my whole world of classes comes to life in two weeks. My trainer/cohort has been amazing the whole time. I've gotten all my keys and papers and most of my authorizations.
I get to start ordering stuff next week, too. It's hard for me to remember sometimes that it has already been two weeks. The days and hours at work simply fly by, melting across the day. Before I know it, it's soup and Monte Cristo time. Before I know it, it's four o'clock and I'm heading home. Over and over.
Walking out reading more Monte Cristo or talking to Hope, smiling.
It's really a great nice feeling to have. The end of every day, of week two.
I'm totally a self-effacing Taurus, but I'm also in massive wave of feeling good about myself and confident about what I'm doing and where I'm going, so another on the nose week for you, Uncle Rob.
I just finished my second week in The Emerald City -- which is the name Hope gave USAA, when I had to tell someone today that I'd found out my little city-compound-office-world has inside of it a message therapist and a same-day pharmacy, which happens to carry my favorite cough medicine (as I'm rocking the hacking to death look lately).
It's kind of amazing. I'm really loving this job, and I'm beginning to get my feet under me with everything I'll need. I'm not sure why, in a building of 17,000 people they couldn't have shifted one person for six months, but I don't look the gift horse in the mouth. Especially since yesterday was my first payday.
I've met everyone on my team, and all the people who'll be sending me things frequently. I've gotten into making classes, for enrolling, dropping, etc and figuring out my whole world of classes comes to life in two weeks. My trainer/cohort has been amazing the whole time. I've gotten all my keys and papers and most of my authorizations.
I get to start ordering stuff next week, too. It's hard for me to remember sometimes that it has already been two weeks. The days and hours at work simply fly by, melting across the day. Before I know it, it's soup and Monte Cristo time. Before I know it, it's four o'clock and I'm heading home. Over and over.
Walking out reading more Monte Cristo or talking to Hope, smiling.
It's really a great nice feeling to have. The end of every day, of week two.