Feel With Me

Taking a Deep Breathe at Surf Sanctuary

I just completed a three-hour long test shift for the job of food writer.

It was hard. I cried when it was over, just to release the stress. My wonderful friend Aurelia was right behind me with a big hug. She allowed me to come to the Surf Sanctuary for the test so I wouldn’t have to worry about sketchy electricity/internet.

I’ll have to figure out how to use my phone and data for backup if I get the job, But first things first. Job–how to get the job done. Fire, Aim, Ready.

Kitty at the Magnificent Rock

My friend Cat called me to see how it went. She asked if it was hard, and I told her it was. She said she was proud of me, which I needed to hear. As happens with old friends, while talking with her,  I was reminded of a story.

My first job interview was for a position as a singing waiter. I had never waited tables, I had never sung in public, though I fancied myself a singer(I’d sung in a recording studio with my Dad), and how hard can waiting tables be?

I sang When I’m Sixty-Four (it was a jazz bar) in the middle of a restaurant, Accapella. It was terrifying.

They sent me home with an Ella Fitzgerald record of How High the Moon. I came back the following week and sang How High the Moon Acapella in the middle of a busy restaurant, that went silent. Scarier still, now that I was emulating Ella Fitzgerald. 

Amazingly, I got the job. Waiting at tables is not so easy, by the way.

Girl looking moon Images, Stock Photos & Vectors | Shutterstock

 In terms of conquering fear. I set the bar high when I was just 18.

To all those I called in yesterday to help me feel my way into this job, thank you. I made it through the test. I accomplished the task. I won’t know the outcome for a few days. Keep seeing the text I’ll send. I GOT IT!!!!!!

Now Dear Readers,  I ask a favor of you.  Please imagine me, receiving a message that I have a new job as a food writer. See me jump up and down (I will, for sure) I’m so excited to get the news! Feel how happy I am to be paid to do something I love, that I’ve dedicated myself to learning.  Hear the sighs, and feel the relief of all my loved ones, that I am employed.

Thank you, I know your, love, support, and feeling with me will help.

 

 

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About vsvevg

Hello, I'm Abby Smith. I started this blog in 2010 to write about the pursuit of a self-sustainable life in rural Mexico. In 2015, my then-husband and I moved to Nicaragua, where we created a successful farm-to-table and in-house charcuterie program for a high-end beach resort. In 2022, with mad butchery and cheese-making skills under my belt, I started a sustainable food systems consulting business. Happily, I also have more time for my first love-- writing about food and the complexities of the simple life.

4 thoughts on “Feel With Me

  1. Hi Abby. Nice to read your posts, as the title said; feel with me, I do since I am in the same process. I hope to read: I GOT IT in your next post.

    Hugs
    Marivy

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