Since my last post, I have had to say goodbye to most of my friends from the first part of my college program, I've moved locations and lines of business, got new roommates, and I've made some pretty important life decisions.
| All my Art of Animation CPs that I miss so dearly. Plus some Italian waiters |
Things have been kind of rough with the change of jobs and friends leaving. My new roommates are great, but I still miss my 27201 girls. The people I work with at Kona Cafe at the Polynesian are great, but it's not the same as the family over at the Ink and Paint Shop. And I have come to realize that I do not care for the food service industry at all. Unless I am the one eating. Standing around watching people eat delicious food and hearing them complain about having to wait 5 minutes for a table is a completely different side of things that I don't enjoy one bit. But I'm taking this opportunity that God has given me to stay at Disney as a learning experience. Being in a different line of business that I do not care for has given me an appreciation for my previous role in Merchandise and has even given me the desire to move up in the Merchandise world. Which leads me to my next point.
I will be staying in Florida for a bit longer than originally anticipated. When my program is over on May 10th, I will be moving in to an actual apartment with a friend and getting a full time job (hopefully) with Disney. This has been one of the hardest decisions I have ever had to make, but it really feels like the right one. I have never really had a clear sense of direction with what I wanted to do with my life, but being here at Disney has given me one. I love working in merchandise and being able to create magic for guests. My new location has had provided me with some pretty poor training experiences, which has given me motivation to become a trainer. It has even crossed my mind to become a leader (Disney speak for manager).
Finally being on my own has forced me to grow up more than being back home in Connecticut did. I love my family and I miss everyone more than my words can express. But I feel like God is really telling me that moving back home right now would just be taking a step back. Sure I'm poor and I'm quite literally living paycheck to paycheck, but I love being here. At the end of the day, I work in a place that people save up for years and years to come, and I'm part of the team that makes all those years of saving worth it. That's what makes it different from other retail jobs (I'm still trying to find the difference in the restaurant aspect of things, but that's proving to be more difficult).
I have been incredibly homesick lately, but even with the desire to cry because I'm missing Amelia crawling or not being able to drive my sister crazy, I feel like I'm supposed to be here. It is going to be difficult and I'm sure there will be plenty of times when I want to scurry back home, but for now it's "so long" to Connecticut. Only God knows what the future holds, and it will be incredibly exciting to see it all play out. I'm just along for the roller coaster ride.





























