done and done

I'm downright elated... I've ironed out the details of my transfer, and I've got a decent salary, with moving expenses paid. I'm exactly three weeks from my departure to NYC.

I was pretty freaked out, navigating the attempt at a counter-offer, but it turned out well in the end after two days of anxious waiting. I'm a pleaser who wants to keep everyone happy and tends to undervalue themself, so one can imagine how uncomfortable I was trying to pretend to drive a hard/smooth business line. But I did my research and pushed myself, and it paid off, and I feel all the much stronger. Not that I got some incredibly lucrative offer, but it's a good deal for the modestly-compensated industry of architecture. Ladies, they say that less than ten percent of us attempt to negotiate salary, whereas they estimate that two-thirds of men do. Know what you're worth! Ask for it!

I've spent all evening reveling with friends and now should do some dishes and sleep. At midnight. But with the hours I've been keeping lately, this shouldn't come as surprising.

Onward and upward! I'm doing a little dance on my way to the dish soap.