I didn’t just survive, I’m pretty sure I thrived. I am thriving. There’s such a stark difference from my last employment experience to this one. I think I’m really going to like this team.
Since I don’t think that I shared here, I am a Campaign & Advertising Manager for a national business here in Canada. I will be spending all workday, every day, managing the business social presence through paid and organic avenues.
I know what I was thinking when I heard that I got the job – why me? I spent a few days with imposter syndrome, thinking I’m not qualified for this role. But then I thought that I’m not going to do that anymore. I earned this job. They had 200 applications for this role and they picked me. That wasn’t on accident. I’m going to go forth with that perspective and be a damn good campaign manager for them.
Here’s to hoping I don’t fuck it up, because I want to move. I’m still looking for an apartment in the new city and realizing how much of my stuff I’m going to have to either sell off or give away makes me a little sad. Moving into this house was the first time in my adult life that I actually had enough disposable income that I could purchase some things I wanted, and not just things I needed to survive. You know what I mean?
My personal life is still a hot mess. Not much has changed there, I am just trying really hard to not bitch about it online (sorry Jenn, for bitching about it to you). Some days are easier than others.
In other, completely exciting news, I think we’re finally done with snow in Calgary. I think it’s finally spring. The grass is turning from brown to green, the birds are chirping and it’s daylight until almost seven pm each evening. I cannot begin to tell you what that’s done for my mood. I’m still anxious, but feel better about myself when it’s not so dark all of the time.
Speaking of being anxious, I’m trying to find more at home or over-the-counter means to help with my anxiety. If anyone has any tips, I would love to hear them. Meditating isn’t really my thing. But I’ve recently cut way back on caffeine and while I am definitely more tired because of it, I can say that tiredness means I’m less anxious. Like if anxiety were on a sliding scale, with caffeine, I’m a 12/10 for how bad it is, and without caffeine I’m a 9 or a 10/10. Small things might help, who knows. I think I’ll always be an anxious person because I’ve always been an anxious person. I still have to try and help myself, though.
Okay, time to go forth and go about my day.