The Bakery

Ah yes... the Bakery. "The Paycheck". That's just not nice to say.
Cookies. With marshmellows. Our "hot choco cookies" from winter time.

Real talk. I love the bakery. It's an awesome place. I don't think I could work for anyone else right now. They love me there. I don't stress out about making mistakes anymore. I come in, do my duty, and feel pretty okay about myself. The work stopped being so hard despite the workload increasing. We are all getting paid better over time, and our new store is doing wondeful (so I am told).

I don't want to leave this place (yet). I like it here. You may have noticed in previous blog posts that I was unsure about the bakery, and that it gave me a lot of stress. But most of the stress in my life melted away from my workplace. (Though different stress came in and was mostly resolved). And while it is true that the Bakery is NOT my destiny, it keeps me alive, and keeps me physically active. My job is one of the true "real ones", that isn't some shitty meaningless job under a corporate overlord.

My co-workers are amazing people. Very creative. And lead me to believe that life isn't so bad. It gives me hope in the world. I literally do work with good-aligned people.

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