Doxie Proxy

Changes

About a month ago, I applied for a higher-level job, half-knowing I’d never get it. Two stressful (on my part) interviews, several nail-bitingly anxious days and a nice fat payraise (hello?) later, I got it! w00t! So far, so good. There’s a metric ton of training (the trainer is amazing and awesome, and I may have to buy her a fan to thank you for all her awesomeness [she shares my worship of all things which keep us cool]), but it’s been the usual bit thus far, e.g. security and privacy measures. I met a few of…Gawd, I don’t ever know what to call them… my team? Folks I’m over now? Anyway, they seem pretty nice, and I’ve heard naught but good (great) things about them.

I got an iPhone, and I am OMG HAPPY. It is surgically attached to my hand, and I don’t know how I lived without it. I am CRAZY over this phone. Just stupid happy, really. My gosh, you can do just about ANYTHING with it - hence my use of ALL CAPS, y’know?

Off to the library. Reading No Excuses by Wayne Dyer, and he mentioned a great book by Bruce Lipton - something about Belief and Biology, or near that. They have it, and I’m going to read it tonight. Yay!