I am excited, ecstatic and jumping out of my freakin’ skin. Okay, only proverbially, it’d be pretty damn scary if I really left my skin.
And even though I’m very excited, yesterday, I had a very real moment of panic. What if I don’t do well or live up to my boss’ expectations?? What if I completely bomb at the job???
I had to stop and take several deep breaths.
The woman who hired me is a smart lady. If she didn’t think I was right for her organization and more importantly, right for the job, she wouldn’t have hired me. Right? Right.
I am qualified for this job. I am meant to have it. My life is changing for the better – and it’s the most incredible, almost indescribable, feeling. I still haven’t fully been able to wrap my head around it.
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I no longer have the yellow school box to keep me organized. Today, I use my smartphone and my trusty, and well-worn, backpack. I’ve never been a briefcase-carrying professional. I tried it, but it just wasn’t me.
Today, I cleaned out the backpack to get it organized and presentable to take to a new job site. All the while I kept thinking about my yellow school box and remembering the same feeling of excitement. And a few jitters, too.