real world?

So I've got this new lifestyle going on. It's that wake up with the sun, work 8 to 5, fight the commuter traffic thing. A whole new world for a late-morning-class [sometimes] goer and an afternoon crafterr/ spend-time-with-roommates...er.

In the mornings, the rational side of my brain begs the irrational side to stop hitting the snooze button and get up in time to have a quiet time and look presentable to the professional world. I think Dustin is continually amazed at my ability to snooze. I swear I am fully asleep as I'm laying back down after punching my alarm. After that battle, I pack a lunch, grab my capitol ID card, and hope that my boring black heels are still in my car where I kicked them off on the homeward commute the evening before. I'm still gaging how fashion-daring I should be at the ol' Capitol.

I can't say that Policy Coordinator for the Governor's Office of Coastal Activities was on that "things I want to be when I grow up" list. And sometimes I wish for more people-time and a creative outlet. But in those moments, I am very thankful. Thankful for a job. Thankful for the provision. Thankful for the experience and growth that I know will come from it. And thankful that my chair is really comfy.

I am learning a lot. At times, I'm convinced that our director is single-handedly saving the coast. All the while I'm learning how to dial into those fancy conference calls and how to function with a Blackberry. You know, the really important stuff.

I think I'm actually getting the hang of it. After my first couple of days, I'm glad they decided to keep me around. This was ignorant of the fact that I managed to turn my screen sideways, get a little
Triscuit residue on some meeting supplies, and give myself the world's deepest paper cut. Glad we're passed that "new kid at the office stage."

I'm conviced that we could be a material source for The Office. It's amazing the exercises people can execute in a cubicle. I'm also a fan of the fact that my boss is a blog-reader. So, just incase he's reading this...I mean, um...Chip is really cool. And he doesn't micro manage and let's me burn candles and drives the GOCA mini van like a police car. Can I have a raise now?

So, if you're ever in the downtown Baton Rouge area around lunch time, let me know. We'll do something cool and big city-feeling like go to the Main Street Market or eat from a Food Truck.

And then I'll give you the grand tour of my quaint office space [be sure to bring a sweater]:

I know, I know - you can't wait. I'll be sure to pencil you in. Which I definitely can do since I stick to my pen and paper style planner.