Awwwwww . . Freak Out!

I GOT THE JOB! I'm going to be a project manager at a public affairs firm in D.C.!

I had this feeling in my gut that I would get it, but I was trying not to get my hopes up. I am so scaredanxioushappynervousexcited about it. I have so much to figure out and think about now. We haven't discussed what day I start, because I haven't officially told them I'm taking it. I'm going to spend a day thinking of more questions I have. I told him I'd call tomorrow. But, of course I'm taking it no matter what! It's such a great opportunity!

Pay-wise it's not awesome starting out. In fact, it's not much more than what I made here, but the difference is . . this is the Midwest and the cost of living isn't high. I know people who supported a family on what I made, but they'd be lucky to support themself in D.C. I'm definitely willing to be poor for this, though. Bring on the mac n cheese. Maybe even the generic mac n cheese, if need be. The good thing is that after 3-6 months (give or take), they move you into a different position on one of their teams. The great thing about being a project manager is that I'll get to work with all the different teams and get to know everyone in the company (which is about 120 people, I believe). I hear it's hard work, too. . really busy and long hours. I need a challenge, though. Plus, working long hours won't affect my non-existent social life. I mean, I won't have friends (for awhile). Rochester is the only friend I have there. I will be living with my cousin, his wife, and their baby boy for a couple of months, which will be nice and help me save money for an apartment. (Let's hope I have easy internet access!!!) It will be good to be able to talk to him about work, too.

I am nervous. I want to do really well. I want to excel. Sometimes I'm hard on myself. I guess my biggest fear is collapsing under the pressure I put on myself. I know that the Lord won't give me anything I can't handle.