Chicken nuggets and corn dogs

So.

Uhhhh.

Work?

It's kickin my behind.

I've only been there three days and I'm exhausted. It's not the actual work tiring me out, it's more the stress of a new place, learning new and "important" things, new people (I'm a total introvert, so it's hard to force myself to interact) all mixed with my usual insomnia. Makes for a great combination.

To make matters more interesting, I can't poop when I'm stressed. Right now I'm walking around looking like I'm five months pregnant and my clothes are too tight. Ex-lax is out of the question. Really, like I need to have uncontrollable diarrhea in a public restroom? No thanks, I'll just drink more water and try to remember to breathe during the day.

I'm enjoying the actual work and everyone has been really nice. (I've even been treated to TWO company lunches so far!)

What's really sad about the whole situation? The best part of my entire first day was when I was told that I get to delegate some admin work. It was like I had an "I've arrived" moment. I'm still a low person on the totem pole, but I'm not the lowest anymore. It's a great feeling to actually see all these years of hard work pay off a little.

Also? I appreciate my kids more. I'm so happy to see Logan's toothless grin when I walk in the door.

And the other two kids? Well, let's just say it's a good thing they like chicken nuggets and corn dogs because it's all I'm cooking for a while.