Tomorrow, Tuesday April 2, is my first day at work.
This day was spent preparing for tomorrow. Three new suits. Gym clothes out and in the gym bag. Re-pack everything that I manage to pull out during my stay at the hotel. Clean, organize, and start making arrangements to finalize the lease in Manor House.
Tomorrow is going to be a monumental day.
I was pretty nervous coming out here. I was worried about trying to figure out communications, transportation, immigration, and housing . . . but work. . . now that's some true gut-wrenching, fingernail clawing, teeth-gnashing anxiety.
Why? It's always nerve wracking when starting a new job; not knowing anyone or having any sense of corporate culture or boundaries, or even if you're ultimately going to be happy at the new gig.
Now compound all that with the fact that I'm in a foreign country and all but sold my life in the US. There really is no turning back.
Despite my fears, I feel an overwhelming sense of peace and reassurance. Yes, it's going to come with its ups and downs, but in the end, this is where we're supposed to be right now, and there are great lessons and experiences to be learned here. This is no accident. Make the most of it.