A day in the life of Beefy...

I love this little pup more than life itself.

In no relation to this picture of my boyfriend's handsome dog:

My job is killing me slowly. I know that life is what you make it, (I know that every single day is what you make it, for that matter) but I can't do it any more. There are very few things in my life that affect me so much, my job is definitely one of them. My job has made me feel accomplished, proud, angry, defeated, stupid, and capable. There is so much positivity in my workplace, but underneath it all there is scandal and drama. Shady people's true colors come out eventually, always. I have learned so much from this job and the people I have met. The past three years have been a roller coaster. I'm so ready for a stable job that will NOT feel like a roller coaster. Don't get me wrong, I am so very thankful from what I have learned and accomplished. I AM proud of my work ethic I have shown, but it is absolutely time to move on.

When one door closes, a million more will open. I'm ready for the next chapter of my life. Job hunting this week, my game face is on.