Monday, April 18, 2011
I remember being in a classroom way back in fourth grade and watching the clock move forward by the second. It wasn't that I hated school - in fact, it was my favorite class - but, I just hate being told to stay in one place for any amount of time. Makes me feel trapped.
Apparently my clock watching habit started early and I've been doing it ever since. Today I spent eight hours watching the clock and trying to imagine I'll be comfortable at this new job. I hate starting new things, but I love how I feel when I master something. Plus, it IS a job, right?
So, why am I counting down the seconds? Today was my first full eight hour day of work since way back in July...and I'm beat! Better hit the hay...I've got another eight hours of clock watching in front of me. Yawn.