The second day of my new job I had to lead a meeting with my team. Let’s slow down.
Lead. A. Meeting.
With. My. Team.
Let’s start with having to say the words “my team” without sounding and feeling like a giant douche. I know it just means that I’m responsible for a group of people, but my god! Those words make me cringe. It’s silly and I’ll get over it. It’s just gonna take some time.
Now let’s talk about something I’ll probably never get used to and that’s talking in front of a bunch of people (my team!) and giving them assignments and deadlines and communicating expectations and
Guys, I’m soooo far out of my comfort zone that it’ll cause me to grow and get better, but man…the journey is going to kick my ass.
Also, I just wrote “journey” and now I’m feeling like a pretentious douche again.
Ok, now let’s talk about an aspect of my job that doesn‘t require steeling myself in the mornings with Jay-Z and Drake to get through.
Next month I’m going to Berlin and France on a work trip! France, kids! FRANCE. Also…Berlin. Let’s set aside the fact that I might have overstated my level of French on my resume. You see–that’s a drama of my own making and I won’t complain to you about that. I will tell you, though, that I’ve been listening and studying my ass off to get ready! French YouTubers, French music, French movies, french fries. You name it!
Ok, I’ve gotta get back to work!
Here are some pictures of my trip to Tulum, Mexico that I shared on Instastories earlier this month.
We only stayed four days but I wanted to sell all my things and stay forever. Well…not my camera. Or my laptop. Oh, and I definitely wanted to keep alllll of my snakeskin footwear. Okay, I guess what I’m saying is not forever but I definitely would have liked to stay about three more weeks. But I was lucky enough to be able to go in the first place, so I won’t be that annoying person who complains about great things happening to them. Nobody likes that person.
I’m definitely in my element when there are straw hats, bike rides, the ocean, and no alarm clocks in the morning. Can you imagine if I were filthy rich?! You’d probably never hear from me again! I’d be on a French island sleeping in and jumping off cliffs into the ocean. You could likely reach me through my mom, though. There’s no way she’d let me get by without updating her a few times per day.
Since I’ve been back I’ve been preparing for my new job, which starts next week.
Guys, I can’t even let myself think about the actual substance and responsibilities of the job, because that makes me freak out. So many nerves! So I’m focusing on safe things like fashion! I’ve finally settled on the vibe I’m going for…
I mean… Right?! It took a lot of online shopping and a lot of returning online shopping, but I think I aced the vibe. We’ll see. I’m pretty excited about not having to wake up at the ass-crack of dawn and actually having time in the mornings to spend on my winged eyeliner, ya know? That will be a luxury.
Guys, the weather forecast this week in Atlanta is mid-nineties. It’s not even June. What the actual fuck? But I suppose if the temperature is the biggest thing I have to complain about right now, I’ll take it!
But seriously…nineties?! Come on!