Nine To Five. What A Way To Make A Livin'.

Today was my first official day of work. My supervisor called me yesterday to see if I would be willing to work from 8:30 to 4:00 today. I gladly accepted the hours - even though I'd never even set foot on the floor. I really wasn't nervous. All I needed was for them to tell me what to do, and I could do it. I know how to do my job, it is just learning a new routine that takes a little time.

The staff all seemed really nice. There is one lady that might get on my nerves, but such is life. You will have those people everywhere you go. This job is so much less physically and mentally strenuous than the jobs that I've had in the past. We were actually able to sit with people, talk, and play games. It was nice getting to know the people we take care of. Most jobs don't leave a whole lot of time for that, as sad as that is.

I really liked that facility and am a little sad to have to go to another one tomorrow. I'm sure I'll like it just as much, but I really liked the people that I met today. It is going to be weird seeing new faces all the time. I'm used to working with the same people day in and day out.

I am so tired right now. I have been fighting sleep since I got home. I highly doubt that I will be able to stay awake until Jeff gets home. So, I probably won't even eat my dinner tonight. I am ready to just curl up in bed and pass out!

I have Monday and Thursday off next week. I told my supervisor to call me if she needed me on Monday. Hopefully she does!

This weekend Jeff and I are going to deep clean the house. I'm going to work on the inside, while he focuses on the yard. It will be sparkling when his dad gets here on Monday. I'm both nervous and excited to meet him. I'm kind of glad that I have to work a few days next week. This will give them an opportunity to hang out, bond, and do guy stuff. I don't need to be around for that. :)

Allie has been keeping me well-informed of any progress in the Caylee Anthony case. I hope that anyone and everyone involved burns in Hell.

I went shopping yesterday for work clothes. It was odd wearing dress clothes to work today, but it felt good to look nice. I've practically lived in scrubs for the past 4.5 years. While they are the most comfortable thing in the world, it was time for a real wardrobe.

Not a whole lot else happening on my side of the world.