omigod, i'm tired.

i worked both jobs today, and i feel like i've had the longest week ever. i feel like the last week took forever. and, somehow, by the end of it, its another month. if that doesnt make it feel longer, i dont know what will.

the good news is, i got a promotion. i harassed my boss a week or two ago about it, and we went out to lunch last thursday, and friday, he asked if i was ready. i like to think i was composed and we finished the conversation, but truth be told, when i got to the hallway, i did a silent squeal.  usually, i cant pull that off, because when excited, i squeal. and loudly. theres usually some giggling involved. and a happy dance. but i was at work, people. i'm a professional.

my new job is surgery scheduling. i'll be in charge of all our doctor's outreach clinics and scheduling their days out there. so i'll be the person the other clinics and hospitals contact at my office. plus, i'll be doing some of their scheduling for st.cloud surgeries. i'll be the second surgery scheduler. chris, the first, has been doing everything herself. she's like, the center of our clinic. we all go to her with issues, from the doctors on down. she knows the answer to almsot everything at eye surgeons. and, as a bonus to being everyone's go-to girl, the doctors kind of abuse the priveledge and she schedules literally everything for them. not just when they'll be at the clinic or in surgery... but, say, their dentist appointments. i'm hoping to side-step that part of the job.

i'm just so excited to have more responsibilies, and lets be honest, lots of stress. i like that. i like the pressure to do well and make everything perfect. at work, that suits me. if you saw the state of my apartment, you'd never guess i was that way at all... but i am. i'm obsessive about work and making sure i do everything right. i like knowing everything and feeling in control. so i'm lucky i already work here, or i'd be totally panicked about starting from scratch.

the extreme bonus to all this is: i get my own office. i feel like i'm just going on and on about this, but i'm at the important part here. I GET MY OWN OFFICE. for those of you familiar with the movie "office space" or, lets say, the tv show "the office,"  feel free to make me any one of those characters. i've been living in cubicle land, a cubicle, i might add, that i have to share with someone else. not that i'm always at the desk, but when i am.... shared cubicle. which i hate. so, our clinic is being remodeled and by christmas, i get a space all my own. brand new computer, my own desk...  and i'm excited about it. soooooo excited. which is a little sad, i think. but i'm gonna stick with it and ride it until i no longer feel thrilled about an office of my own. amber gave me a picture frame for my birthday and it says believe ((because thats my favorite word)) so i'm putting that on my desk for sure. and i'm going to decorate my little office.... and it'll be cozy and relaxing.... and i'm so excited about the prospect of color coordinating post-its, that i think i should stop now before someone wants to cram them down my throat. ;)