Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
The thing with the GWV, is that the first four days? The first week? Definitely the hardest, not that the whole thing isn’t a bit wonderfully insane, but for the first four days? You don’t sit down, your voice gets hoarse from talking too much, and you somewhat fall into bed face first and black out…not that that’s a bad thing!
But this new job – and yes, it still feels new – does indeed sometimes go crazy…for example? Today I didn’t even have time to finish folding the newspapers in the morning! Line-up of 20 people at my desk all day, and no IT help until the afternoon or evening.
Plus it’s the first formal night, which means Welcome Reception, which means running from point a to point b and changing because said reception is formal wear (wait, check spreadsheet, which formal am I wearing tonight…okay…that one, I can quick change into that one, no problem, I got this), oh? And that thing I mentioned about being a dancer finally catching up with my feet? Ooooh so not liking the heels right now! But, vanity goes with the job, and I do like feeling like Cinderella.
Two days in, and I haven’t yet got mad, or eaten too much chocolate, or consumed a drop of white zin…so I can safely say, off to a roaring good start!