Monday, April 4, 2011

Reasons Why I Can't Sleep

It is 12:30 on Sunday night/Monday morning, and I can't sleep.  This is bad, because I have to work the next four days, and whenever I can't sleep, I get all worried about not getting enough sleep, and then it just takes me longer to fall asleep.  It is a bad cycle.

So here's why I can't sleep.  I think most of you know by now that I received my first job offer.  While I was in Nashville, I received a call from McGraw Hill, a company I had two interviews with at the beginning of March.  They made me an offer, and I accepted.

I start next Monday.  Which is super soon!  So now I can't sleep because tonight I started packing all of my stuff to move to New York, and I'm all excited and sad and scared and nervous.  I've been wanting this to happen for almost a year, and now that its happening, I don't feel ready.  Of course I am ready, I want to start my career and all, but its a scary thing.  Also, I have to move out of my parents' house, where I have really enjoyed living the past 10 months.  I mean, unless I screw up royally, I probably will never live here again.  That is a very sad thought for me.  I love my Mom and Dad, and I'm going to miss seeing them every day.

Then, of course, I'm thinking about all of the things I have to do before I leave.  Pack, wrap up my work at Uno's, build a work wardrobe out of nothing, do my taxes (I know, I know, I'm always late doing my taxes)...it is quite a long list.  Not to mention thinking about getting an apartment as soon as possible.

So there is a lot going on in the ol' noggin.  I truly am excited for my job.  I really liked my future bosses when I interviewed with them, and I think this position will be a great way to launch my career.  But come 9 am on Monday April 11, I am officially a REAL ADULT and can't really be a kid anymore.  Of course, I will always be someone's kid, but I will have responsibilities and a life.  For someone who still has to remind herself she is no longer 18 (seriously, I still think of myself as a teenager), this is a scary thing.

On a side note, if anyone knows of anybody who might need a roommate in the New York area, please let me know.  I'm super fun to live with!

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