The first day of anything is usually accompanied with sleepless nights, stomach churning, and that mix of both excitement and anxiety of the unknown that both thrills us and can make us quiver in fear.  Well… my first day back wasn’t really like those types of first days.  It was different in quite a few aspects… lacking in both excitement and, more surprisingly, anxiety.

In a way it was a bit comforting… driving the route to work… stopping at the Dunkin’ Donuts I haven’t been to since that day… pulling into the darkness of the garage.  At the same time it was different… because my role has been changed.  This week I’ll be where I was helping out, providing some guidance to my replacement (who has already been branded as the Director of Ssshhh by my Wolves), and helping them resolve whatever it is that is still in the air.

Some people would probably see it as a bad thing, but I don’t.  It’s been no secret that the position is high stress and emergent in nature requiring split second decision making and the ability to resolve the issues that arise efficiently, quickly, and most importantly correctly.  So my absence required them to find a replacement, which is something I expected.  Granted, I was relatively surprised at their choice seeing as how the position requires someone rooted in reality as opposed to textbook theories, but to each their own.

It’s really just life changing.  It’s a change I can handle alot easier than the last change.  The fact is I’ve always preferred to be a mercenary… and this change will give me more flexibility to get done what I need to get done… the way I’m used to doing it.

Sometimes when your not willing to change your life… life changes it for you… but in the end… it’ll all be good.