So what?

Waiting on 8am so I can log in and start my new job.

Got deployed on Friday. I probably snagged one of the best assignments available-working from home doing MyChart support. The sense of relief was best left to imagination.

Scott and Bryan came over Saturday. Unfortunately, my apartment was like a Roman bathhouse-it was so fucking hot. The guys were good sports about it, and Scott hung my blinds. Bryan made his famous lasagna, and we watched movies. On Sunday we lazed around until I had to go to my Mom's for Easter. We watched the new Tiger King 'episode' and hung out. Didn't leave till late and when I got here it was unbearable. I must have taken at least six to eight baths just washing off; I was so hot it was enough to give me a panic attack. I couldn't sleep so I dozed on couch and no one had contacted me telling me what to do about work. I didn't know whether to go into Driftwood or just sit around (which felt wrong to me; I hate not knowing what's expected of me) so I ran to Walmart and then came back to the apartment and called up Sunlake and told them I was dying in here and they'd better come and fix this shit or lower my rent. Finally got an email from IT while the AC guy was here (he told me my fan was out, perfect) so he left me in the heat for it to thaw out and I was told to go to Dickory to get my work laptop. After he finally came back I threw on some clothes and took a drive out there.

When I got back it was about 75 degrees in here and it felt amazing. I didn't have to do anything work related until Tuesday, my training Zoom was for 9, so Scott came back and we watched TV.

The new job has a lot of components and after my Zoom call on Tuesday I had to go through a lot of them but I finally got it fixed up. Tuesday afternoon was not good.

I spent the rest of the night drinking and watching Pixar movies.

It's 7:30 and I'm nervous about the new job but if I can handle Driftwood I can surely help a bunch of older people reset their passwords. They're not putting a quota on us as far as how many people we need to help, so that's good.

Been getting into coloring to help my anxiety and it seems to work but now that I'm truly sequestered in my apartment, I'm going to be doing a lot of fucking coloring.

I left chat.

I reread a lot of my journals due to an incident over the weekend and it made me realize what a negative person I seem to be, which is a total drag.

so, back to listing good things.

-I get to wear a tshirt and no bra to work. And Jack assists with morale.

-It's officially freezing in my damn apartment. FREEZING.

-finally fixed my printer.

-I'll be making more hours in this new job, which is good because my fucking

light bill is going to be huge

You think you know that you know

But you really don't know me

I know you love so hard

And it's killing me slowly