It is almost Christmas. Annika is very excited at the prospect of getting gifts. Isabella is her normal cheery seven-month old self; burbling to no one and everyone. Kris is applying for a job as a manager in her office.
I begin my new technical writing job January 4th. My last day is New Years Eve.
I will miss not being a full time employee, but I also believe a bit of excitement never hurt; and might even lead to more interesting things.
I know I am excited at beginning the new job. Consequently, I am also anxious at doing a good job and catching on quickly. While I know I will do just fine, I am suffering flashes of insecurity; which really sucks.
This last week, I had Kris' car, which I took in to have looked at. Before she left earlier that morning, she advised me to run her car for a bit during lunch. We were in a period of arctic weather and the temp was below zero; with a windchill around ten below.
Of course I forgot to run the car.
When I left work, later that night, to bring her car into the dealership, it wouldn't start; turning over barely - the battery losing charge due to the bitter cold.
Swearing to myself, I got out, went back to my office and called for a jump from AAA.
The tow truck arrived and the guy gave my car a jump.
As I signed for the services by the passenger door of his truck, warm air teasing us; he looked over at me.
"What do you do for a job?"
I looked at him, caught off guard. Thinking for a moment I replied "I'm a Technical Writer"
"Gotta pay more than this job" he replied pointing to his truck as he climbed in and drove away.
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