It felt like my birthday today. I was wearing a beautiful manager’s shirt and I was floating on air. I finally did it! I completed my goal of becoming an opening manager at McDonald’s. It took me about 8 months to complete the goal although I didn’t actively pursue it for 4 of those months. I was able to be recommended for management by the end of my first month, and was officially offered the position by the end of the second. I was added to the manager’s schedule by mid-January and started my first shift as manager-in-training today.
It felt good. I know it doesn’t matter to anyone else but me and the satisfaction I got from trusting myself and loving myself enough to show up to work everyday, even when times were bad, even when I didn’t get enough sleep… all of it. I did that and little-by-little I’m working my way up. I really love my job and appreciate that I am here. I love my drive to work and I love the people I work with. I’m very blessed.
I don’t want to think about the sad stuff, there isn’t much I can do about it. Now that this goal is completed, I am going to build more.
I’ve thought about goals and desires a bit and realized that none of them really matter. Once you achieve one there’s always another one and none of them will keep you satisfied for long. Love fades. Ambition fades. Passion fades. Dedication fades. It’s all just a sequence of endings. In that way, I sort of don’t care. I’m doing my best to care less. All of us humans are just dealing with things the best way we can.
I’ll have a cello pretty soon.
Maybe I’ll get on some sort of medication too, but maybe I don’t need it. Another cycle.
Popper’s Etudes: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FAugJF_h04U
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