One week down. I want a drink, but it'll have to wait until DH gets home. (I never touch alcohol when I'm the only one with the kids.)
The job. It is. Still.
The problem is that I can't actually do anything until my background check is completely finished. No network login, no access to any of the offices, nothing. I have to be escorted to and from the bathroom.
So I get to listen in and read my kilo-page A+ Certification manual.
I hate doing nothing. And while I know a lot of the people there, I DON'T know my immediate co-workers. Who are having to take the fact that I have skillz on faith, because of the aforementioned lack of action. And I hope they don't feel like I'm useless. (Stupid thing to think: THEY all sat there for a week (or more), too, reading their A+ manuals and waiting for their backgrounds to be checked.) But the feeling is still there.
I know so many of the people there in positions slightly-to-massively above mine, and consider them friends. That's good: I have a little breathing space in which to prove myself. That's BAD, because if, for whatever reason, this all goes south, I'll feel like I've let them all down, and proved their trust and faith in me to be misplaced. Which is absurdly overdramatic, but I can't make it stop.
This will pass, and I will endure. I will learn, and (hopefully) look back on this time and laugh myself. While I'm on the slog, though...
I need to get more sleep.
And I swear I will do fannish things again soon. I just can't focus on much right now, apart from the job.