My First 2 Weeks

Ok. Just as a warning, I am starting this blog out as a whine, but it will end on a good note. Promise.

It's been a while since I have worked in Denver, so I wasn't disappointed when I only knew 4 people in the building. I was even happy to find out that I could get by with the 1 pair of work pants - which I probably will never wear again. And, I admit, was ecstatic when I found out that I am only working 5 mins from the house (versus 1 hour). However, the fact that I failed to not figure out my job, get my all of the necessary accounts, and figure out who everyone was slightly disappointed me. More than slightly, actually. I think that I whined about it the whole weekend. I'll apologize to Steve at some point in time, but not any time soon.

My second week (this being Tuesday) was quite a bit better. I have found out how to contact my old co-workers (HI CO-WORKERS); know the names of at least 3 more people; and have figured out the best place to get a good cup of decaf. Best of all, I KNOW WHAT MY JOB IS...well at least for the next 2 months. It's going to change after that, but I can live.

The best part about both weeks is watching my belly get bigger. It makes me smile :-). I have to admit, I check it out every morning to see if there is any noticeable growth. Whether there is or isn't, I imagine that there is, and that is making each passing week better than the last.