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I Got A Job!

An honest-to-goodness full-time job in my favorite two fields - accounting and administrative. What more could I want? How about to work for a small, successful, family-run business? How about working with two vivacious women about my age (actually a bit younger)? How about being able to ride my motorcycle to work when I feel like it?

Yeah, I got that, too! Woo-hoo!!! Take me off the roles of the unemployed and I hope never to be there again. That took a lot longer than I ever imagined!!! Damn near 11 months then all of the sudden, the calls started to come in but I'd already been interviewed for this job and when it turned into a full-time gig...we made a career match. No long commute. No fussing about being on-time, in fact, I bumped up my own hours and generally work the office for the first hour of the day by myself.

How great is all of that? Pretty great. Just sayin'
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