My brain is going to explode.

I have done something that would have killed an older Deep Blu Sea. I have switched jobs, going from one that had a staff of 4 and meandered its way through the annals of commerce to an 80-acre, 63 employee non-profit CAMPUS of science learning opportunities. It's my second day and I feel like I've been there for weeks. I said as much to my boss, who said that was normal. We are, for all of our implied grandeur, a 501(c)3 that operates on a very lean budget. We have what we need to get by, but the focus of the budget goes into bringing more money in, so the people who work there are expected to pump out as much work as humanly possible. It is greulling and intense--I've walked from building to building several times, taken approximately 45 minutes worth of breaks in the last two days, and face the very real possibility of having to be thrown up on by some random child. I absolutely, positively love it.

I've never been one to do things small. I like challenege, which may sound strange to faithful readers who've heard me mention anxiety at change several times before. I knew going into this job that this would happen, that people would smell the fresh blood and come sniffing. It's been a wonderful reception, as my fellow coworkers are thrilled to see me and my particular experience at work. They've been without someone like me for a while now and I think that people felt the hole stronger than they would another position. I got a project thrown my way today which is not a huge deal, but is definitely a test about my writing skills, coordination skills, and mulit-tasking skills. It's also something I've done before, which is nice, but they're wasting no time putting me through my paces.

It's taking me some time to get my sea legs. I have come home the last two days exhausted, physically and mentally. My boyfriend and I spent last night staring at the tv and saying maybe 4 things to each other. It's ok, though. I'm going to survive. I'm feeling neurons fire in the old grey matter that haven't woken up in a long time. My last job worked on auto-pilot for me, which was its eventual downfall. I'm extremely good at process and organization and once I get a system working, it basically takes care of itself. As annoying as it is that the person in the position before me apparently never heard of a computerized database and held on to papers WAY too long, it gives me the opportunity to install a system that will be so much better and that I will know better than anyone. I like this sort of challenge. I just have to find the time to do it.

I'm not complaining, now. My brain has been through worse challenges and it's really not the end of the world if a little bit leaks out when I lay down tonight. I just hope you all can forgive me my lapses, which may or may not continue, especially since I can't blog at work anymore. I'll come up for air again soon, when the stimulation becomes manageable and the seas calm once more.