Tuesday, August 26, 2008

My hands were shaking. My chest felt like it was two sizes too small. I was trying hard to focus on the seemingly simple task of walking. You just put one foot in front of the other and use your ambulatory skills, right? Been doing that since I was a wee blonde babe. And yet, I kept tripping over my toes. I picked up the pace, and practically sprinted to my destination.

"I need to talk to you"

And with those six words, I changed the course of my life. I am terrified and excited in the same breath.

I gave my two weeks notice at That Wine Bar. I have taken another job. It's a step up, since I have been clear about not wanting to wait tables or bartend anymore. I hope this works out.