So, um, the HR manager at work reminded me that last Saturday (September 15th) was my tenth anniversary at this company, which also has been the one and only company I have worked at in the states. That means it has been exactly a decade ever since I started living on my own.
This is exciting and weird at the same time: Exciting because it feels as though I have reached some landmark or milestone (although no one knows whether I really did or not, in terms of achievement of life goals); weird because it doesn't feel that long since I started working here. Only after it comes to me that my career started in 1997 (and it's now 2007) do I go “Holy crap, it really has been a long time!”
