When I posted last Friday, I was still unemployed, although I knew that I would soon be starting a new job.
On Monday, I woke up, dressed professionally, applied makeup, filled water bottles and packed my lunch. I wore heels.
And I hit the ground running.
I have spent everyday this week doing the same thing.
I have a job now, I work with (mostly) adults. I have pleasant surface level conversations about my life, my family, the job. I have an office with a door and I am encouraged to pee in private.
I take lunches. I was treated out to lunch this week by some fabulous ladies from church.
Between last Friday and this Friday, I have learned that I am not as young as I used to be. I love caffeine far more than I realized I did (but after the withdrawals stopped, I started feeling pretty good). I can function on 3 hours of sleep a night (it is hard working an 8 hour day, spending time with my kid until fall asleep and then doing another 5-6 hours of work for my part-time job - but I will not complain, right now I am so blessed). I am really as good as I proclaimed myself to be at interview after interview (they are amazed at the ease I have had in picking up their procedures and systems).
I have shed the funk that I have carried for the last month. Maybe that's the makeup talking. Or the daily showers, because those are pretty freakin' awesome.
I have started walking during my breaks.
I plan on losing some weight.
I have goals.
If so much can change since last Friday - imagine what could happen by the end of the month, the end of the quarter, the end of the year.
I am excited, invigorated.
I can't wait to see what is in store for me.