Today is my anniversary

Not with Beau.

With my job.

Nine years ago today I joined The Firm. Which is kind of funny, because I thought this would just be a temporary pit stop on the road to editorial greatness. But then I realized that I like it here. I like the people (I've met great friends here; hell, I met Beau here). I like the atmosphere. I'm good at my job.

Nine years. That's longer than any relationship (friendship notwithstanding) I've had. Longer than I spent in college. Longer than I've lived in any one house.

It's a long time in my book.

There's no real fanfare for nine years here. At ten years, you get a plaque (I almost typed plague--yikes!), fanfare, your photo taken, and two extra weeks off. For nine, you get thumbs up and a keep up the good work vibe, which is fine. I'm really happy to be employed in times like these.

Nine years. Wow.

Today is ALSO my oldest friend's birthday. (We're the same age; she's not the oldest friend, she's the friend I've had for the longest amount of time--since third grade.)

So if you're reading this, Q:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I LOVE YOUR GUTS! HUGS AND KISSES! YOU'RE THE BEST!