The holiday with this post's title is at another point in the year, but this Friday before Christmas was pretty dadgum good. For one, the end of my last full week of work for the year. For two, pay day. For three: my job, which I love. Two of my managers came to me with a gift bag: a pen and pencil set in polished graphite-grey metal, with my name engraved on each. Very nice, and so thoughtful! I was a bit blown away.
I've been working with on an IT migration for which my status is neck-and-neck with IT itself, matched by no other area in the company. So that's good, too - but I'm also working with smart and supportive folks who seem to think I'm coming up with good ideas and doing really well. One of them is a woman of about thirty; and today she asked me what skin care or moisturizer I use, because some giveaway of my age astonished her. Hee. Aww!
When I got home, the bank who held a credit card I closed out a few months ago had sent me a check, following a fraud investigation - so, sixty bucks for me.
This is one of those days when the cumulative effect of events was pretty spiff.
So how was your Friday?
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