...this is how I'm feeling after a super amazingly totally unexpected first day of the week:

Robert Downey Jr. personifies the emotions I'm experiencing on the week of my 1-year anniversary of being made redundant employment-wise, particularly as I celebrate the newest opportunity where my presence is actually wanted and needed. And again, I'm reminded of a certain phrase my dear Mom used to say (and probably still does, to this day)...

Onward and upward.

So I made the fatal mistake of wearing unbroken-in high heels during the first week of my new job and paid for it with an elevated iced foot all weekend long, complete with limping around the following Monday - today. No more treadmill until this situation clears up. *sigh*

Here we are at the Creighton basketball game cheering on my alma mater and celebrating 25 years of marriage together. And as I post this blog entry, I am also celebrating a new beginning with the start of my new employment this week. At the pinnacle of my life, I am feeling overwhelmingly blessed by the uplifting milestones surrounding me at this moment.

... check-check, shaboom. (Long-time rah-rah friends will pick up on that reference.)

Strange how a cheer from WAAAAY back in the day popped into my brain when all I wanted to do was stop in and post a blog documenting my latest status. So I'm either experiencing a synapse miss-fire or minor brain dump, not quite sure. Here goes, nonetheless:

• Took the cat to the veterinarian for a wellness checkup only to learn she needed a molar extraction as a bonus procedure. Yikes.
• Found a doctor to replace my recently retired gynecologist and got that annual exam checked off my "To Do" list.  Oh, along with a mammogram.  Because I'm a glutton for self-torture, obviously - so why not get it done all at once, right?
• Last but most certainly not least, interviewed for the job opportunity OF. A. LIFETIME. So basically if I die tomorrow, at least I can say I lived long enough to be considered for the position of my absolute dreams.

*mic drop*

How I feel about today's job search situation.

"... as time passed, when I breathed in and out, it took less effort. It used to be that when my alarm went off, I'd immediately feel a two-ton weight upon my chest. But then, little by little, it was one ton. And then half. And less. Until slowly I became more anesthetized to the gut-churning pain. Sheer agony became blunt pain became discomfort. And soon enough discomfort morphed into tolerance for my situation. And once I started to get used to everything, I started, step by tiny step, day by day, to feel that if I squinted hard enough, I might be able to make out an infinitesimal ray of light in the distance."

- Jill Kargman, The Ex-Mrs. Hedgefund