So there was this job in Cincinnati that was offered to me and which I subsequently declined to take. It wasn’t something I entered into lightly; in fact, it was the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make work-wise. The thinking. The waffling. The uneasiness. The insecurity. It’s all over now and we are staying put right where we are.

It’s funny how sometimes it takes going back to where you are from and seeing where you have been to remind you where you are, how you got there and why you left it all to begin with.

The truth is, I love where I work. The hardest part about telling them I was leaving was telling them I was leaving. I fit in there. It’s like Cheers and one of those bar stools has my ass’s name on it.