As Monday draws closer, my anxiety increases exponentially. Is this normal? I have tried so hard to stay up at night, but don't make it far past midnight and I am in the bed with Maggie. I am scared I won't be able to handle a new job and working third shift too. Why did I have to pipe up when talking about times to the job recruiter for Mickey D's? I told her I once worked third shift for a year and she penciled me in for that time as if I could do it again. It would just be my luck. It seems everything is conspiring against me doing this. The long drive. Third shift. A brusque manager. Minimum wage.
I keep thinking I have to start somewhere. For nine months, I will be bringing in around $2000 dollars after taxes including my disability. It should allow me to save and pay some old debts. I have to start at the bottom again and work my way up.
Will I make it? We will know Monday. That first night is going to be key. I don't handle adversity well mentally so it will be interesting to see how I do. I have orientation tomorrow at 3:30 PM.