Today, was a good day

My emotions have heightened since moving to a new job.  With a four months in, I'm having lots of ups and downs.

I have really fantastic invigorating, mind-blowing days that I learn and create and walk away with such inspiration.  I feel so fulfilled and at home.  This, this is what I've been looking for!

But there are days when I feel so beaten down, frustrated and doubtful about my own abilities.  I want to hide in my office so they don't come banging down my door because the powers that be realized they made a mistake.  Pulled down and behind on deadline, fending off and cleaning up mistake after mistake.

What the fuck was I thinking?!  Sure, I wasn't being paid or couldn't go to the doctor, but at least I knew what the hell I was doing, and considered (somewhat) good at it!

Regardless of the day, I go home to Hercules who greets me with a tilt of the head which means he will be catapulting himself across the floor for a belly rub.

And I'm thankful for my dear friends who remind me I felt similar (and more stressed out) when I started my first job six years ago.  It will get better. It will be more familiar.  And soon, there will be more good days than bad.

Today, was a good day.