the transition continues.

I'm getting to the end of my first week of work, and today I finally began to feel like my head was starting to break the surface of the water.

Day 1 was fine -- orientation and a slightly overwhelming session with the boss in which my new responsibilities were laid out. Day 2 was very stressful. Day three was, too. And today, I felt like I was beginning -- just beginning -- to feel like I might actually be able to do this job, maybe even well.

The whole "get there slightly before the boss, and stay slightly after she leaves" works gangbusters. She patted me on the shoulder today and told me to go home. When I showed her the color-coded system I was implementing for myself (I didn't inherit any filing system -- I'm inventing it for myself, which is kind of freaking awesome, and kind of overwhelming) she looked at me and said "OK, now you're kind of scaring me." Now THAT is what I need to hear to hop out of bed in the morning whistling a happy tune.

As for eating, this week can best be described as "panic eating." I toss back lunch as quickly as humanly possible, forget to eat for hours and hours, drive home and try to find something edible in my bare kitchen. This will all smooth out with time, of this I am sure.

I had blood tests and an EKG at the on-site health center this morning so that I'll be allowed to use the company fitness center, so that was one good healthy step I took this week. Loved, loved LOVED the technician who did all the tests -- would it be weird for me to just hang out with her in the health center? Yeah, probably.

I'll be completing the physical next week, and then I'll be all set for the gym. I may hold off on joining until it's cold and yucky outside, because for the time being I'm much happier to throw on some sneakers and explore the hiking trails around the campus... yes, they have hiking trails.

I've died and gone to Corporate Nirvana. Too bad about the "Corporate" part.