I have recently started training at my new job (I’m so glad I can finally say that!). It’s been an incredible experience, and the organization has been great at making the new hires feel welcome and supported. That’s not something I can say at every place I’ve worked. What has made this week so difficult is that, at the end of every 8-4 day of orientation, I’ve had to go home, change, and then straight to the Indian restaurant.
Essentially, I’ve worked from 8am to 10pm every day this week.
This is the first day that I’ve had off. I slept in for twelve hours and had no qualms about it. I have literally no plans for today. It’s such a welcome relief that the bed is still looking attractive even as the clock hovers over noon.
What I do plan on doing is preparing for November. As a budding writer, November heralds the arrival of NaNoWriMo, otherwise known as Self-Inflicted Torture That You Love Anyway. I want to get a huge chunk of my novel’s sequel out of the way, and now that my life is starting to sort itself out I can do just that.
I should probably put pants on though….. Nah.