AWESTRUCK

My second day of work was equally as amazing as the first. I actually was excited to go to work. What a feeling. I couldn't wait to get there and begin my day. I hope that feeling lasts and lasts.

On my way in, I stopped at TMobile and bought Monica a new outfit - a jacket for her to wear so she doesn't get scratched each time I drop her, which happens more often than I care to admit. Her new outfit, or her Monicoat (hahaha), looks great. No more scratches.

Work was more meetings and introductions, including a two hour lunch (!) at the Germantown Café (!!!) with the department VP. It was fun and casual, a great way to get to know such an important person. I continually stand amazed and humbled that I got this job; I'm almost sure it's a mistake. At lunch, we were talking about the errors and no-no's that got the +300 other candidates booted from the process. All the little things you think might not matter? DO. I don't want to get specific but let's just say that an organization as high-profile as the one for which I now work certainly has the applicant depth to cut for anything they want to, and so they do. I just can't believe I made it through.

We got to watch an event being set up and then hung out for the first hour and a half to observe. Our first event, hooray! However, after that milestone, I can say quite confidently that the hardest part of my job will be not partaking of the food at these events. Desserts. Dips. Macaroni and cheese bars. All kinds of carved meat and veggies and fruit and anything you can think of, including my own personal Kryptonite: mashed potato bars. I saw waitstaff clearing plates with tons of food left on them and it was all I could do not to grab a martini glass of mashed potatoes and head for the bathroom. Very very tempting.

The other small highlight of my day (it really doesn't take much these days) was learning that one of my coworkers' grandfather was Johnny Cash's one and only drummer. I had gone on and on about how much I like Cash before she dropped that gem. Seriously? I was stunned. What a legend. I remember being so excited to read her grandfather's book the week it came out and absolutely loving it. Stay tuned to see if I can swing an autographed copy...

I'm going to try to (/really need to) get back to posting about non-work related stuff soon (like my foot: almost completely not swollen; still a little bit of fluid moving around in there) but it's so hard when everything at work is so surreal to me. I mean, I already can't wait to go back, and I was just there 3 hours ago. Is that crazy or what?