The First Day

Last week was my final day...today was my first day.

Going into new jobs make me nervous. I suppose it does that to everyone. It's hard to make too many critical observations about the job at this point. There were so many meetings today that I'm just trying to keep the names and faces with the positions and titles. You know, what's the chain of command? Who is whose boss?

There is so much of that to figure out that it's tough to get any work accomplished. And there is a lot to be finished. If I did anything today, it was get a bit more organized and kind of get an idea of what needed to be done sooner rather than later. I'm also still trying to button up the cross-state move. I have a feeling this year is going to be a total whirlwind. That's not even including the wedding in September.

Back in Sardis, our dog Scout had a bit of a health scare today. A copperhead bit her on the face and she had to be rushed to the vet for shots and antibiotics. The doc believed she would come out of things OK but mom and Leah will have to keep a close eye on her and continue to administer the medicine. I remember the first day she spent at our house. She was just weeks old and was snooping around like puppies do. My old cat didn't like the intrusion and gave her a swat across the face, cutting her around the eye. She turned out just fine, so I have no reason she won't be fine this time around.