Full-time, baby.
Today I stepped back into the world of “productive citizens”. I’m now officially a working single mom. Wow. That’s weird, typing it out… Today is the first day I have gone to a place of employment and worked a full day in approximately 8.5 years – I am completely, physically & emotionally, drained.
I spent the first half of the day in Orientation, and the second half OTJ training. The best part was when the guy that hired me asked me if I wanted to take the full-time position that just opened up today – um, what? Did I hear benefits and paid vacation? Hellz yeah. I’m on it like white on rice, brotha!
Did I mention that I might be a tad delirious? Yep. It’s very possible. I was afraid I would be late this morning because you know, it was my first day in a thousand years working again, so I woke up at 3am, 3:30am, 4am, 4:30am, 5am, 5:30am, and finally… at 6am when my alarm went off. That’s not necessarily what I call “good sleep”, if ya know what I mean.
The job is quite intimidating. I’m anxious to learn everything because it’s fast paced and requires a lot of attention to detail, and I’m scared I’m just going to mess something up and ruin the whole entire dang operation. Not possible, I’m sure, but I don’t like to screw up so I’d rather just know everything. This is my goal.
I don’t know how a full-time work schedule fits into the life of being a mom and an actual living, breathing human being… but I suppose I will find out soon enough. I hope I can balance it all, and make really great things happen for me and The Boy.
Nothing to do with anything, really. Just me and my new hair.
This is me on work, haha.
My boy… being cute.












