Today was my third day at the hotel and I am having one of those grateful moments...the kind that won't let go of you. I'm so grateful to have a job. I'm so grateful for purpose in my day. I feel like time has stopped, meaning time has become a day instead of a five-year plan. When you're in school, you constantly think about your future. And then suddenly you're out, employed, and living your future. I don't feel badly that it didn't turn out for me like it used to turn out for math majors before the economy turned. I'm so fortunate to have the experience of pulling myself from the ground up.
We are so fortunate in this country, yet we love to whine. The other night I was laying in bed trying to fall asleep when I heard my refrigerator kick in...you know that periodic noise that fridges make...and I realized how amazing it is to have a refrigerator! I have a beautiful apartment that is not missing a single modern convenience (except a dishwasher, but it would be worse to be missing something else like a fridge or a toilet.) I might be making the same amount of money as a high school grad, but the point is, who cares? I am proud of my accomplishments, of the work I do, and the guests who I make happy. There is nothing better then laying your head on the pillow knowing you have done an honest day's work.
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