Don't get me wrong, I am by no means complaining. (Who really needs sleep anyway? Aside from the lack of sleep throughout the course of the night, I get up at 4:50am nowadays! Ah!) I love my new job. LOVE. IT. Yesterday I was standing at the copier and I just started smiling really big. I giggled a little. I was tempted to walk into my boss's office and thank her for hiring me. Really. And today on the drive home (which was at 2:30pm, thank you very much! I get out of work with the rest of the day still ahead of me!) I was trying to think negative thoughts. I was trying to put myself in a bad mood just to see if I could. And I couldn't! I couldn't think of one thing I was less than thrilled about! The change in my general outlook on life is amazing. I don't get yelled at by 200 people a day and now I can't stop smiling. Crazy how that works, yes? I'm not surprised that I'm more positive. I'm just surprised with the ridiculous amount of positivity I'm feeling.
I couldn't fake happiness like that. ^ Although the happiness could be because I'm wearing sweet new shoes you can't see and a new American Rag shirt that was 40 percent off.... Either way. I'm happy. And I love it.