Today was my first day at my new job. Here are the thoughts that went through my head:
1. I am a social worker based out of the Spanish adult psych unit, while also being a floater. So when there are too few people on other psych units, I'll go help out there because I'll only have 5-7 of my own clients.
2. Spanish is going to haunt me the rest of my days. Why did I ever want to keep taking it past high school?!
3. adult psych reminds me a lot of working in a nursing home. I love me the crazys.
4. How did I EVER get anything done before when I was working? I have no time in the evening whatsoever!
5. I am exhausted.
6. I hope Fitz doesn't end up going crazy after he's been with me 24/7 for a month and is now by himself for 10 hours straight.
7. NYC commutes are horrible for how long it takes to go less than 5 miles BUT wonderful for how much reading I'm able to get done.
Ay me, let's hope this works...