Work has begun. It's only been three days, but I'm exhausted, my sights already set on the weekend. I'm hoping to have a functional e-mail by tomorrow. My job will entail a lot, and while it thrills me, thoughts of what I have to do also exhaust me. I'm trying to find my "manager persona." I'm fortunate in that I have a marvelous assistant whose knowledge knows no bounds. I'm not sure where I'd be without her.
I can do this. I know I can. But it's still intimidating, if you know what I mean.
My personal life feels like it's in shambles. I don't have the energy to even think about it very much. I also lack the energy to care too much though, so I suppose I'm not really miserable so much as resigned. The guy I liked...the guy I like...I can't really lie to myself at this point...he's a bit of a narcissist. I'm beginning to doubt that he cares anything for me. I think I am a way to kill time. It's the impression I'm getting at any rate. Maybe it's better to acknowledge this sooner rather than later. I guess I'm a little fortunate to be too tired to feel the full blow of the realization.
But tomorrow is another long day...I can already feel it. I better get some reading it while I can.
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