New Job and Sheer Exhaustion

I am completely wiped. This will be quick. I woke up this morning at 0610. Oh F*CK! I was supposed to be up at 0500 and out the door at the latest by 0630. Run down the stairs, need coffee quick. Grabbed a cup and ran back up the stairs, spilling coffee the whole way. Jumped into a somewhat cold, still warming up shower. Got out, dressed, did the quick make-up, blow dry hair and out the door thing. Still trying to shake the cob webs out of my head, I was on the road by 0635. Looked down and realized I needed gas. Can this get any better. I just wanted to turn around and go back to bed. I'll be damned if I am going to be late for my first day. Drove out towards my job and got off the freeway, running on fumes and found a gas station. I had 17 minutes to go until I was supposed to be at the new job. I then get this wonderfully bright idea to run my car through the carwash, since I was already there and figured I could push the envelope. At 0721 pull out of the stupid carwash and totally push it towards the new job. I pulled into the parking lot and park at 0730. Right on time. My day was pretty uneventful. I met quiet a few new people. However, I couldn't log onto anything, my ID's and passwords won't be available for 24 to 48 hours. The way the system is set up, I have 4 different sets of IDs for all the computer programs I log into. I will need to figure out a way to remember each of them. Quitin' time was at 1600 and I was out the door headed back home at 1604. I am back to the land of the working with mixed emotions. I loved staying at home with the kids and playing mom. I never thought in my wildest dreams I would actually want to stay home with the kids fulltime. I really enjoyed it. However, I know after a few more weeks, one of us probably would have been duct taped to a wall or at the funny farm. I loved my last job and what I do. This new one is going to be a even bigger adventure and I am ready. I am utterly, 100% bone-dead tired. I will write more and reply back to everyone's emails tomorrow. For now I am off to write a quick letter to Sniper and then hit the rack, but not before a big huge drink of something yummy. dyzgoneby