This is a pretty big month for me, this week especially.
Ten years ago today, this exact hour that I am writing this, I was getting ready to get into my packed car and take off for the other side of the country. I had said my goodbyes, and was ready to take the world by the horns, equipped with only some clothes, my computer and a check for $1200 that the company had advanced me to make the trip. The cell phone that my operations manager had given me, along with orders to check in frequently, was on the seat, and the little angel that one of the guys had given me with a little poem about safe travels hanging from my rearview mirror.
At 7:45a.m. I would make my last Washington State coffee stop (at least as a resident of that State), and head toward the pass to start the four and a half day journey to Largo, Maryland where they had set me up to stay for my first 30 days.
I felt like I had the world in my hands at that moment. It might be the only time I ever truly felt that way.