I worked at Company A (name not used because I don't want to be hated/fired!) for four years - a long time for someone my age! Friday I quit Company A and will begin working soon for Company B. I feel a lot about this. Feelings annoy me because they're not really tangible until you understand their roots.
I love Company A. I love the people I work with, the things I have learned and the experiences I have had. They all shaped me into *this*. I would not be the detail-oriented, process obsessed, please-I-only-accept-challenges type of engineer I am if I had not worked with people who pushed me to be that. I was given the chance to make mistakes, to learn and then design. Perhaps the thing I am most grateful for is that I can really, honestly say my Engineering Idols work there: people who are so smart, such great teachers to those like myself - they make you want to take everything you do to the next level. I could say a million great things about Company A and what they have meant to me - but without specifics it seems odd.
Company B? Funny enough, I have wanted to work here for a long time. The things they work on are things most engineers would kill to have a chance at being part of. Preparation met with opportunity and I am really excited. I am going to have the chance to work with some really neat technical challenges and see a whole new side to the things I know. If you're not learning, you're suffering from brain atrophy - bring on the challenges! *squeals of excitement* Yay!
We all have routines and the things within those routines eventually, and probably unintentionally, go unnoticed. If you do something enough, it becomes a habit. Today, as in five minutes ago, I realized something became routine that never should: putting on my wedding ring. To those who do not know, I love my ring. Before we were engaged we talked a little abut things I liked and didn’t like in rings. I don’t like square, I don’t want that ring that looks like everyone else’s (the one with the princess cut center diamond and the other 2 at each side…). I love things that are different but in a good way. I have this really horribly picky sense of style. It takes me weeks to find heels to wear with a black dress. To no one’s surprise, Louis picked the most perfect ring I could imagine. Everyday since that day I put my ring on. That amazingly perfect ring. And it doesn’t click. I looked at my ring today while typing and it made me happy. I am such a lucky girl. Not only is my husband smart, tall, dark and handsome – he gets me. Even the parts of me that I didn't know where there.
