We had a trainer dude come from the home office today to help me and the PiK organize our stuff since we were never officially trained and have been flying by the seat of our pants since we stepped into the job. Can I tell you that I am officially old? He is so cute and I am old enough to be his mom. (sigh) I’ve been in the investment industry longer than PiK has been alive. (double sigh) I am not accepting this aging thing gracefully, I gotta tell ya. I think I keep waiting for my “real” life to start but I think it already has and you all know how I hate to miss the beginnings of things. FEH.
Whatever shall I do as my 13 this week? Suggestions?