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Looking for a new job when you know your boss is looking for your replacement is kinda scary.  You worry that the replacement will be found before you find something else.  It was literally just a week and a half ago that my boss and I had our talk.  It seems like it was months ago!  I was applying everywhere and not getting tons of calls (typical I know).  Anyways, I saw a job posting at another CPA firm and decided to apply.  I had the interview on Tuesday and got an offer yesterday.  It is literally perfect for me.  Like the job was written for me.  I am really excited to start the new journey there! 

So I am putting in my notice today with my current job.  It is bittersweet for sure.  I have been here almost 6 years and have been through a lot.  I got pregnant and gave birth to N while I worked here.  I went through my miscarriage.  Through two different houses.  Through the pregnancy and loss of Jasmine.  A lot has happened here.  So even though I feel that it is time I move on and I know this is for the best, I am still a bit sad.  I will miss some of my coworkers!  But am super excited to start at a new place and make new memories.  As corny as that sounds.

It will also kind of be nice to be at a place doesn't know all of my loss history right away.  Not that people at my work bring it up all the time or anything, but still nice to not have occasional memories of being pregnant with her when I walk into the building.  Just the little things that sometimes hit me, even though it's not super often lately.  All that to say, I think all the crap that happened this year was all leading to something bigger and better.  And I think this is the start of it.

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  1. Congrats!! Impressive you found a new position so fast. I pray this is the fresh start you needed

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