I spend it at my amazing job, duh! I’m talking about my job guys.
Confession: I actually had to like, do an equation to figure that out! Oops, should’ve paid more attention in Algebra. Anyway, I am awake approximately 112 hours each week, and 40 of those hours are spent at my job. That equates to 35.7% of my WOKE hours spent working. (and you thought you wouldn’t learn anything new today)
But let’s get serious, I love my job (97% of the time). Seems unreal, huh? Here’s what I do, for those of you who don’t already know.
My official unofficial title is : Operations and Marketing Manager at the most absolutely BA Montana business out there – The Montana Scene.
What that means is: I currently manage multiple employees, including my dad (just kidding, kind of, HI DAD!) at 3 (soon to be 4, shhh) different stores and 1 Operations HQ Warehouse.
I also do tons of other tasks such as fulfilling web and wholesale orders, occasional design assistance (fave), pulling and running product for the stores, training and staying in constant contact with employees, and also some occasional (let’s be real, more than occasional) site modeling (also fave).
There are so many more things I do on a daily basis but I really don’t want make anyone any more jealous than they already are. The important part is that I seriously, seriously love it.
It’s almost as if having an un-accomplishable (I know, not a word) task list is my calling. Constantly running out of time to finish projects, writing unrealistically long check-lists in my planner and answering endless, I mean endless emails, just kind of feels like what I was born to do.
So cheers to Melissa and Sean (the owners) for giving me the opportunity of a life time. I will forever look back on this time in my life, and be astounded at the trust and faith they put into me to help them on this awesome journey. The invaluable knowledge and experience I’m gaining from this job will greatly impact the rest of my life. (Melissa, if you’re reading this, I hope you’re shaking your head at all the sappy shit you just had to read).
I’m coming up on one year of working here, and am proud to say I’ve only had one or two stress-induced “I’m quitting and becoming a house wife” meltdowns.
Both were talked down by my amazingly supportive husband who said “woah, woah woah I know your personality type and you would go on a rampage if you had to be a housewife”. Hah, yeah, that’s how it happened.
(Both meltdowns, I’m sure, occurred sometime around Black Friday / Cyber Monday : you guys are monsters I tell you, MONSTERS. Totally kidding I was absolutely at Target on Black Friday, I wont lie to you)
Anyway, I’m glad I am where I am. It feels really, really good.