My first day went surprisingly well. I woke up this morning, made myself dinner, medicated the cat, cleaned, etc. Fidget decided to take me in since it was my First Day, so I gussied myself up and we drove in. A few things happened when I got there:
- I have a desk! Like my own space! Fabulous.
- It is pretty mellow when you first go in. Glorious.
What I am basically learning is that the Volcano Harbor will be a split between kinda private practice and then group. The first half of the day will be scheduling assessments and individual sessions, plus general rounding and staff meetings. The second half is where the bulk of the clients line up and group evenings begin.
I don't know. I feel really good about all of this. To have a desk makes me feel like I have a home. I really like the intern, who is also ironically from Muzume. (It's Muzume alum all around, man. Four out of six of us have either gone there or are going there.) It seems like I get along fine with my supervisor, somewhat okay with one counselor, and I see lots of awesomely, weird things happening with the third clinician.
Is this hope? Is that what this has been?
At this point, I'm doing a lot of shadowing, but hoping I'll figure out a new schedule with at-home clients, how to properly fuel myself on this half middle, and other linguistics. One of the clinicians goes to the gym on her break; part of me is wondering if I could do that, too, and get a jump start on getting my life back together.
This is all so exciting. It's like my birthday happened, and now a whole new year! My 33rd year, complete with new planner and new job...
... here's hoping it all pans out gloriously, finally.