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Wednesday, November 02, 2005
To Sum Up My First Day Of Work In 2 Words....

I'm tired.

I haven't worked in almost 4 years. Mr TSB and I decided it would be best if I didn't work so when we have a baby I could be at home. It has now been 4 years, no baby and I am bored! So, I decided to go back to work.

Today was orientation where I received all the patients forms, pager and crap. How can I be tired from that? Is it the thought of going back to work making me tired? Or am I truly tired? Anyhoo..survived day one...

When is payday??


link | posted by Mrs. TSB at 3:34 PM






1 Comments:
Anonymous Anonymous had this to say:

Welcome back to the 9 to 5, working girl. :)

7:22 PM 

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