I get to sleep in tomorrow! Hurrah!

I bet I wake up no later than 6am. I’m heading off to bed in about twenty minutes as I write this.

So, the first work week is over. I’m actually going to be in a different department than I thought I was, but that’s okay. They’re both closely related, with one group performing the initial report, and the second group going back and verifying and building upon that. In terms of staffing, EAP is under-staffed in the second group (although they’ve been having people in for interviews almost every day this week, so when I was told they’re trying to double in size within a year, it seems they’re trying to double in size in half that).

In terms of work itself … yeah, I’m still getting a handle on it. I’m keeping my cubicle clean and organized … which is more than I can say about my notes. I finished a file today, and while it’ll be brought up and reviewed by one or more bosses on Monday, I’ll also be starting a new file, and I think this past week’s experiences will make me much more effective in this coming project.

Office work trips me up. I mean, one, because I’m still getting used to it. And two, because a coworker asked me, in all seriousness, if I was sensitive, before she red-penned a rewrite (I was dumbing it down, per orders). Hey, I tend to like run-on sentences …

In other news, I received a call yesterday afternoon and was offered — and accepted — a part time position at a bookstore in Washington, D.C. I won’t be driving from my 9-5 POE to my PT POE, rather, I’ll be driving from 9-5 POE to the nearest Metro station, then taking the Metro into the city. The new part time gig is literally a block from the Metro stop. Yeah, I’ll be even more exhausted: but the traffic’ll be a fuck load lighter.

Speaking of which: fuck this commute. Seriously. Fuck the assholes who don’t have their headlights on at 6:30am when it isn’t even light out. Fuck the assholes who speed and weave through traffic and wreck and cause massive traffic jams. I particularly liked the jerk who thought honking repeatedly on 495 was going to make traffic go faster: douche bag fuckwad. Also? Fuck getting up at 5am.

On the bright side … once I’m in DC (and thank goodness that many of my coworkers are also new to the area and have great info about apartments), waking up at 6′ll trick me into thinking that I get to sleep in!