The Daily Grind

Well, I am back from Italy, and back to reality. Well, reality as I know it right now. I have officially decided to quit my job, and not feel bad about it. I am putting in my two weeks notice on December 10 (there are no bonuses in my line of work so no point in staying until January), and I cannot wait to be out of here. Today is a fairly relaxed day, I seem to be slipping under the radar for now. I guess the impression of my extenuated absence is still holding a thin veil around me and so I am allowing my mind to wander for a while. Okay, well that is not completely true. I am mostly focused on lunch. Every thirty seconds my eyes gaze hungrily at the clock and my stomach becomes more and more vexed at the slowness of the minute hand. Other than my prevailing hunger, I am mostly thinking about how nice it will be to finally be rid of this toxic office. You know, "The Daily Grind" is really an appropriate slogan for a horrible job. Each day your colleagues, boss, and just the office in general grate away at your heart and soul.

But, I am mostly happy now. There are only 31 more days of actual work before I am moving on with my life, so I am doing my best to spend little and save big. In the past few months I have been stocking up on everything from Jo Malone to Kooba bags, and of course, stocking up on nice pieces of clothing. I know after I leave this job, money is going to be tight. And now that Obama is president, things are only going to get tighter. However, I will not be poor forever. One day I will regain the salary that I am giving up now. For now though, I am stocking up on lots of nice items, handling them with care, and doing my best to make them last while I am out and about in the world.

I am worried about my parents. My father has a successful small business, but with the new administration coming in, I wonder if we are going to be able to afford the new house we are building. I guess they are just going to try and finish it as quickly as possible, and hope for the best. I think we will be okay, but I know everyone with even the slightest bit of money is scared right now. No one knows what the future will hold. At least I am going to Italy this January. I will be getting out of this office, and learning to live and love like an Italian.