welcome to my mind ...

I start my new job tomorrow. It's strange, you know. I just finished up my regular week on Thursday. Friday and Saturday were my normal days off so having today off was just an added bonus. Tomorrow, everything changes.

My alarm will be going off two hours later than what I'm used to. I will be wearing my own clothes, nice ones, and I'll be driving in the complete opposite direction and farther away from what I'm used to. I will be in a building I'm only familiar with because of my ex boyfriend and I'll only be in that building for a day before I move to a building I've only been in once. I will continue working there for the duration of January before I go back to my campus. The campus I'm beyond familiar with; I know just about every nook and cranny of that place. However, I will be in a different setting, approaching with a different mindset.

I will be set up with a headset and placed in front of a computer with several new programs and an evaluation system that actually counts for something. The group of people that I'll be working with, at first, will be completely unfamiliar. Once I go back to my campus, the people will be kind of, but not really, familiar.

I have a new job. A well paying job, with fantastic benefits. This is what I've been trying to achieve for at least the last two years. And now that it's finally happening, I'm having to keep reminding myself to breathe.

My final day at work didn't feel like it. I honestly didn't do any less work than I normally would have for a holiday. I did refuse to help with the patient standby, but they already knew I was going to do that should that situation arise. I got home from work, took what was apparently a much needed nap {I slept for almost 4 hours} and then just hung out until I felt tired again.

Friday I ran some errands. I stopped at the bank, I shipped out a package for my mom, and did some other stuff that I seem to have forgotten about. Yesterday I went back to the store and got stuff to send to my sister for my nephew. He thinks his Christmas gifts are late because of how far away I live. It's ridiculously adorable at how simple my 4 year old nephew can be at times.

After that I met up with a friend of mine and her husband. I picked the wrong day to want to save money on parking because less than halfway on my walk to the place we were meeting, it started raining. It's Seattle, of course there was a chance of rain. There's always a chance of rain here. By the time I arrived at the place, I looked like I had just gotten out of the shower. Except my jacket was soaked as were my jeans.

We celebrated new beginnings; all three of us have some new aspect to our lives and it was a well deserved celebration. We got burgers and drinks and chatted about random topics. After that we made a stop at R.E.I. so that they could act like kids in a candy shop before moving on to a pub and then a brewery. An inside joke was created and became funnier as the night went on. It was a great night.

Today I did some grocery shopping and put gas in my car. 8.2 gallons for $18.14. It was definitely worth the drive up north to get it. And I did so early enough in the day that I was able to avoid the Seahawks traffic. I've just been hanging out since. As time keeps inching closer to bed time, I have to keep reminding myself to breathe.

Just keep breathing. . .