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New Job and New Opportunities

Big changes are coming starting tomorrow. I have gotten a new job. I’ll be with the same company, but I got a promotion that included a move to a different location. The good news is a) I got a promotion b) I get an immediate raise now plus another one after six months and- the one I’m most excited about- c) I am getting back a minimum of one and a half hours back per day!

The location I worked at up until yesterday was a forty-five minute with not traffic drive. Because the cardinal rule at this place is DO NOT EVER BE LATE I always left my house an hour and a half early, except on days when I opened when I left two hours early because of rush hour. My new location is ten minutes away with perfect traffic, so I’ll probably allow half an hour. Not only is the commute better, but so are the hours. The store closes an hour earlier Monday-Saturday and opens two hours later and closes three hours earlier on Sundays.

I’m not going to know what to do with myself.

Actually, I will.

Because here’s good news part d) my new store is right down the street from my kickboxing gym!

I’ve been going to kickboxing once a week this month. I could only really work it in on my day off. Now, with my new schedule, I’ll be able to fit in class four times a week, maybe five or six! Obviously, I’m going to have to work my way up that level, but I’m excited that I’m going to get the opportunity to do it.

The first step is two classes this week.

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