All Because of an iPod Cord

Catching up on . Today’s post matches up!

“Where is my damn iPod cord?” I heard screaming through the venue over and over again. “Why did someone move it??” Day after day it was some miniscule item that was different for a reason. This tantrum was it.

Here comes another anxiety attack. And here comes my decision – time to get on out of here. The decision that turned my life around.

10 days later. I live on South Congress in the sweet town of Austin, Texas. Thank the Lord, Hallelujah.

If you have a horrible, terrible, very bad boss – GET OUT. There is no point sticking around at a job where you don’t get any respect or any decent instruction. Put yourself in a place where your complete work environment is a pleasant one. Who wants to work at a place where you have to sit under your desk to get over an anxiety attack? Not me. At that point, I knew my life had to take a change and from that point on it has changed completely.

I moved to Austin, met my fiancé, got healthy, turned a business around, built a top-ranking store, and now I get to help build my fiancé’s business and hopefully soon, start my own.

That no-good, very-bad boss turned my life around. Thank God that things happen for a reason. I could still be under my desk, popping Xanax. Instead, I am planning our wedding, playing house wife, taking month long vacations and building a house. Not too shabby of a turn around, if I say so myself.

Still channeling shorts in the hot weather. Why can’t it be fall already?!