Sunday, March 14, 2010

Final day of freedom

It's my final day before I start my new job. It's currently 11.30pm and I'm awake.

I should not be awake.

I should be asleep, resting up before my first day but I am awake, with a million things running through my head.

Like what pants should I wear? Will the cash I've secured to get me through the next month actually get me through the next month? What additional costs are going to be involved with this job that I hadn't thought about? What the hell am I going to do about the driving/license situation? Do I get a lunch break and if I do, what the heck am I going to do with it? Will Twitter be blocked in the office, and if it is, how will I react to that? (it's a serious concern, so much of my social life and at-work sanity can be credited to Twitter.)

On top of that there is the other pressing issue of finding a flatmate, which will require a TradeMe ad... ooh, yesterday.

It's all a little silly, but it's keeping me up at night. Tomorrow is going to be a panic, I'm a little terrified. Right up until right now I have been fine - I've had stress but for the most part it's been contained and dealt with.

Now, however, I need to get some sleep. Stat.

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