I’m finally a real adult with real money!
Ladies, I am finally a real adult with real money. It took me 38 years, but I did it!
I interviewed for the job today at 10:30, and half an hour later I had an email from a lady in HR that said: call me :-)
It’s 100% remote, comes with a 20K raise, and should be stable for 5+ years. I did not know how good it would feel to finally have financial security and independence on my own, and to finally *know* that I would be able to afford things and save for my future and let me tell you it is just feels so f**king good.
A few years ago, I quit a job that I thought I loved because of a boss that I totally hated. The workplace culture was incredibly toxic, everyone was overworked and so extremely extremely underpaid. I couldn’t quit because my job was how I got healthcare, etc but then I finally HAD to quit.
After my boss increased the amount of work I had to produce each week, for the umpteenth time with absolutely no pay raise, I finally quit. I’d been searching for something better for at least two years, had probably applied to at least 200 jobs, done and handful of interviews, but had nothing to show for it. Everything just felt so hopeless. I was in my mid thirties and I moved back home with my parents.
I was too depressed to even be embarrassed. But thats a different story. But I really wonder why we don’t talk more about how traumatic the workplace can be sometimes.
I did finally get another job, and even though I think I was underpaid for my skillset and experience, I had transitioned to a new industry and at least this workplace wasn’t so toxic. I had to do my time and pay my dues, but someone finally noticed that I had something to offer/am good at what I do, the right opportunity opened up, and I got it. I’m good.
I’m finally good.
Treated myself to mellow mushroom pizza tonight. White sauce, spinach, portobello mushrooms, roasted tomatoes and a tiny bit of pesto drizzle on top.