So starting a new job is the ultimate test of my will power - and it goes without saying that a. the new job is awesome and b. that in three months I'm going to be all "why was I so afraid of these things I do every day? Easy peasy."
But right now the change in my routine seems the most overwhelming. You see, I'm a introvert in a big way. I read the most incredible explanation of introvert v. extravert on someone's blog (I thought it was at my friend Ruby's blog but when I went back to find today I couldn't find it. Boo!).
It's not that I can't handle social situations, but that I have a finite well of social situation tolerance and to fill that well back up again, I desperately need time by myself. It just so happens that my social situation tolerance level (what I
And starting a new job, this is what scares me the most. I feel the well draining as I enter more and more social engagements that I don't wish to cancel (like going away to visit Inspector Climate's family this weekend) and I can't help but worry that I'll never be able to replenish it again.
I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea either - I'm so grateful for this job, so grateful that I think I'm going to adore the people I work with, and grateful that I'll love the work and am so incredibly passionate about it too.
I'm even grateful for the change, and just have to keep reminding myself that I'm good at a lot of things, but gracefully leaping from one thing to the next is not one of them. And that's ok. What would be the fun in being graceful all the time? It's the bumps and bruises that are real conversation starters.
And so, if you need me, I'll be sitting quietly by myself, replenishing my well of SST.