Settling In

I started my new job last Monday. The first day was paperwork (and signing my names more times than I've done in a long time.) I came home with some policy manuals to read when I can't sleep at night. ;-) The other staff seem truly glad that I'm there since I am in a position previously filled by traveling therapists. By Tuesday afternoon my head was swimming with the difference between Medicare part A and part B, the right diagnosis with the right name with the right face, the details of the computer documentation... The traveling OT was very helpful the first several days but Wednesday afternoon I was on my own. Needless to say I was exhausted by the time I got home each evening. By Friday afternoon I felt more comfortable and managed to finish all my work for the week. It took me longer than 40 hours, but at least I can begin this week without feeling like I'm behind.

Saturday morning I moved into my new apartment. Most of my things were already packed up (and a few boxes haven't been touched since my arrival from France 4 years ago). Dad had most of my boxes in the garage by the time I got home Friday evening. Together we taped up the last ones and I packed the last couple of suitcases. Thanks to the help of Dan, Chad, and Carter we got everything loaded into the trailer, van, and my car. Thankfully unloading didn't seem as bad as I thought considering the spiral staircase that goes up to my 2nd floor apartment. Jeremy arrived to help make the last trips up the steps. Chad told me not buy a piano before I moved out if I wanted his help. This has the largest kitchen I've ever lived in. There is plenty of room for my minimal dishes, pots, pans, and other utensils. We did find the plates but the legs for my box spring have yet to appear. I guess that happens when things were packed up about 11 months ago. After Mom and Dad left, I put my feet up and enjoyed the colors in the western sky as the sun set and just relaxed. There are still boxes to unpack, but they can wait until another day.