Feet addicted to the ceiling

There are times that, despite myself, I actually have a good day at work. I sort of feel like I am upside-down and that any frowns present yesterday, are now smiles. Today was one of those rare days. For years my boss has worked with a well-known restaurant in Del Mar. Being friends with the owner, she is consistently called back for one thing or another. A while ago, they approached her with the challenge of updating their street sign. Of course she accepted and she gave me the job of drawing it up in autoCAD.

Now this is where it gets a little tricky.... When drawing things for my boss in CAD, there is a bit of design freedom. She will say that she wants an arch or an angle, and I can then draw up the steepness of the angle or the roundness of the arch. She can veto these and she often does but, if she doesn't, then I can point to a small piece of something and say, "I did that."

And so it went. My boss and I worked on the sign for weeks. Back and forth, fixing the colors and adjusting the lettering. I was just excited to be working on something that might actually be worth my efforts. When the sign was finally finished, I looked at it like a proud parent would.

This was nearly a year ago.

Then just a couple weeks back, the restaurant informed us that they were sending my drawing to the city for approval. Now, I didn't design the sign (technically) but I did work on it, and I feel like my input is there. Lord knows my sweat is. So when I got the news today that the project was actually going to go forward, I was more satisfied with my job than I have been for months.

It helped that both my boss and myself were in good moods. Not that our moods depend on each other, but when she thunders through the office all red in the face, it has a tendency to ruin my state of mind. Today, was nice. Not perfect, but I had work to do.

I didn't think I could be asking for anything more, when my boss (mid conversation with my coworker) slid in a side-note directed at me,

"By the way, the city approved your sign."

I know she would never give me the credit for that sign.But to hear her state it that way, if even only once, made me feel accomplished.

Soon my baby will be standing proudly on the street for all to see.