Good Evening from New York.
It is so strange to think that this evening I know that my friends at this site will actually read what I am writing. I know that I am older than lots of you (eventually I will reveal more on my profile,) but for me, the blog format has the meaning of a diary. I have written at ... the other place, and will also here, as a way to record my day.
Before joining the designer company where I am now a manager of a shop, I took a self-funded sabbatical after leaving my prior employment in a law firm. I promise, details will follow.
During the sabbatical, that was planned to be at least one year, and lasted four (leaving me much poorer in this expensive city, but much cleansed and refreshed,) I did keep a diary, that I wrote each afternoon in a series of spiral notebooks. I wanted to capture what each of those stolen days was like, knowing that my allowing myself to take them was a show of strength, a foolhardy move, going against the grain, but ultimately, wonderful.
As I saw what I called my "slush fund" run down, especially after the stock market correction, I realized that I would have to return to employment, but wanted to do so in work that I wanted to do. Not just work that would pay bills. (Another feature of the sabbatical was realizing that I truly am not much of a consumer, which is a strange concept for someone managing a NYC retail operation,)
S0...I went back to work and stopped writing my diary. When I began writing at the other location, it was for me, as quick way to note my days. Some of my friends who have read those entries have told me how much I write about work. True. It is all true.
Over here in the land of purple, I am discovering just how many talents and areas of expertise we have to share. For me, this will truly enlarge the possibilities of writing a blog, and I think this is superb!
Early tomorrow, I will be off for a few days' off-site meetings with other store managers.
When I get back, I will check in on all of you, dear friends, and let you know a bit of what my meetings were like.
This is a diary with a difference.
Pleasant dreams. xo