Today, I rejoined the working world. What seemed like an experience sure to cause hyperventilation turned out to actually be okay. It was a good day, probably because I found myself sitting in meetings with someone I used to work for. Sort of felt like old times, and it was a good day overall.
I wore a great dress, my black ballet flats (ala Audrey Hepburn) and a black blazer. Being dressed up made me feel good.
It was a long day, a day without lunch, a day that lasted almost 11 hours, but it was a good one nonetheless.
The first day is always the hardest, and I'm glad it's behind me. Onward.