See that. Office supplies. Backed up by cold, grey cubicle walls. Behind me is a gorgeous picture window looking out onto the ocean yet somehow my little cubicle space of a world is so dark that I need a lamp. I'm officially entrenched here in secretary land. The people are very, very nice and I'm getting along. Making reservations, calendaring things, sending emails on behalf of other people. It's strange though. It really is. I took a long hard look in the mirror earlier today. I had to remind myself why I was doing this job and that I needed to stop romanticizing my teaching life. Hours in the car, low pay, minimal support. This is a great job and I'm very lucky to have it. Hey I signed up for benefits today! As in health insurance! Something I never had as a teacher. I just need to remember that this is a means to an end. To yet another life for me. I can do this.
Don't get me wrong. I still feel that I want to be doing something more "meaningful," long term I know that's what I want. But this is a necessary stop on the road to whatever that may be. I should enjoy the scenery.