There are no shortcuts…
… to anywhere worth going. This is the inscription on the compass shaped pendant given to me by my co-worker. Today was my last day at work and I celebrated by having sparkling wine and grilled cheese for lunch, which is a pretty damn good combination. Among my other gifts was a beautiful fountain pen, a balloon, an herb growing kit, and the Laurent Tourondel cookbook, Fresh from the Market.
While I was flipping through the pages of the latter gift I started to think about what the next few weeks have in store for me. I have a plan, but I don’t know how it’s going to unfold. In routine there is always comfort so, I guess it is only normal for me to feel a bit nervous. It’s so easy to let doubt slip into one’s mind when you are doing something you’ve never done before or going somewhere you’ve never been.
At the same time with all of the worries there is a feeling of pure excitement. It’s a feeling beyond that. I don’t know how many people in the world can say that they’re are doing exactly what they want to do. I realize that and accept that it’s not going to be easy and there are going to be days where I feel like I’m being tested. I know it will all be worth it though. I love to cook. I love to write. I love to travel. All three of these things are important to me because I have fun doing these things. To be able to say that I make a living doing what I love is the ultimate dream job to me.
Since I’m unemployed, at least until I head to Nashville, I decided what better time to take a trip! This week I’ll be in New York City for a couple of days before heading to Boston. I always feel like I’m the happiest when I’m exploring someplace new.