EXCHANGE INTERFACE

The offer of employment just arrived in my inbox. I just sent back acceptance of it.

Start date is Monday. MONDAY.

I'm slightly terrified.

It's been just on a year since I had a regular paying job and I'm feeling out of the loop and somewhat stupid. Plus, I'm a bit scared that they might be disappointed in me and send me back or something.

Silly, unreasonable fears that I know are silly and unreasonable, but which feel very real and very possible right now.

And then I don't feel like I achieved very much over those 12 months.

I mean, I didn't write very much, I hardly made inroads on my profic novels (yes, plural), I didn't learn half the stuff I planned to study during that time, and now that I look back, I feel like it was pretty much a 12 month waste of time.

Yes, I went on holidays twice, and made a bunch of quilts, but that's really about it. I still haven't sold those quilts, incidentally. They're photographed and everything, but there's a part of me that's convinced that people wouldn't pay actual money for them, and a part of me that still believes, quite firmly, that they should be gifts rather than sold.

There are still a few things that I have to get done before I start work again:

1. get my Super Fund consolidated into a single account
2. get the paperwork done for my tax returns for the last 2-3 years.
3. buy an IKEA sink for the kitchen
4. buy hockey legguards and kickers
5. finish the baby quilts for anr
6. get my stepdad's website properly filled in and updated
7. re-do my quilting website
8. whippersnip the grass on the median strip

...and I just got to the bit where they listed my salary...

Let's just say it's one thing to be told what your new salary will be...and quite another to look at the figure.

Um. Wow.

*takes a deep breath*

It's been a long year, but I made it through. And this new job looks good. Hopeful. Interesting.