T-2 Days

I start my new job on Monday. I'm hoping that excitement for same comes over the weekend. As it is, I'm wary. The company has already done a few things that are, well, less than organized. And while I realize that smaller companies tend to have these little "onboarding" glitches, I also understand that they're annoying and don't give me great hopes about any kind of smooth performance anytime in the near future. Presumably I'll make it over the bumps until such time as smoothness kicks in. I'm trying to stay focused on the positives: shorter commute, it's not my old company, etc.

If nothing else, perhaps the new job and external stimuli involved therein will provide more bloggable subjects.

In the meantime, perhaps you can provide some non-Puddleglumish perspective on the following statement received in an email from our social worker: "You've been on my list to call, but there's nothing going on here..." How literally do I take that? They have no clients whatsoever? They don't have anyone who seems, superficially, to be a good fit with us so haven't shown our profile to anyone? They've showed our profile to people and it's become a great ice breaker as they all roll around on the floor together laughing at the idea that we think someone will choose us? What does it mean!? I'm angling somewhat toward the second statement which, while not exactly cherry, is in my mind the least depressing of them all. Thoughts?

And now I'm off to bed, I think, with the hopes that between alternating between sweating and freezing, not being able to breathe because of the pollen, and trying not to wake Tim with my tossing and turning that I'll be able to sleep. Which would run in stark contrast to last night. (Though I did get to see and hear a fantastic thunderstorm since I was up. And that almost makes it all worthwhile.)