I never really understood the Sunday evening blues...until today. Ha! My first real job was working night shift as a nurse and each week I worked on different days so there was never the feeling of having to get ready for a full week of work.
I start hospital orientation tomorrow for my new job and although there won't be any clinical work tomorrow I'm still a little nervous. Never having been a huge fan of change, I've kind of been dreading this afternoon for a while.
I've got my lunch packed, paperwork ready, and my clothes laid out for my first day. Here goes nothing!
Baron and I had a low key weekend that started out by celebrating my new job at the Melting Pot on Friday night. Imagine my surprise when I saw this on my little menu board:
Then it clicked, it was Jared the Subway guy! At the Melting Pot. Certainly not eating a five dollar foot long. Baron didn't believe me at first and after it was confirmed by our waiter, he too, was in awe of the big celebrity sighting in our city.
Speaking of Subway, there is one pretty close to our new house. We went and grabbed dinner one night last week. Our sandwich artist was very enthusiastic and even penned the words "His" and "Hers" on our sandwiches. Ha!
Saturday was spent doing absolutely nothing. We did drive around late in the afternoon to check on our house and just see the city. Spring has definitely sprung here in North Alabama and it is beautiful!
I hope you all have a wonderful week! I'll try to stop in at some point but won't make any promises, this is going to be quite the 180 for a girl who's had a year off of work. Gulp! I'm excited to get started but kind of wish I could snap my fingers and have been at my new job for a year. I remember saying that about my last job when I first started and the three and a half years there went by so fast.
I hope I can touch peoples' lives. I hope I can be a caretaker, pain-reliever, answer giver, comedian, baby rocker, comforter, and perfect counter-to-ten (you do a lot of that in Labor and Delivery) for all of the women that I will care for. The way that all of the doors were closed until this opportunity came about, and then this door was wide open and I was practically shoved through it, helps me to be less anxious about the whole thing. This is where I'm supposed to be. This is what I'm supposed to do. I can't wait to get back into the groove of it all. I'll just keep repeating that to myself until it feels natural again.
Have a great week, friends!