So I have concluded that I am relatively terrified of starting this new job. I feel as if I am leaving a protective cocoon to go out into the real world again. Am I excited? Yes. And terrified. What if I screw it all up and don't even make it through my 90 days probation? Maybe I have forgotten how to be in a real workforce with real people. Maybe I just won't "get it" with the things they want me to do. I hate insecurity but I guess it is normal. Of course, it doesn't help when I get my congratulations letter from the Humane Society that also says "We do not guarantee employment", but again, probably pretty standard stuff. And again, The Brit is probably going to be away my first week working there which does not make me feel much better. I am working on trusting God on this one as I told Him I would wait for Him to give me the job He wanted me to have.
I ran two miles today. My treadmill and I are probably going to become good friends until the warm weather gets here.