somewhat slightly dazed

The administration of the armed forces takes long to get going, but once they start, they are impressively quick.
About a week ago I was told it could be another four weeks before my application can be further processed.
Then last week I got the security papers to fill out, with no other information to it.
This morning, I got a call from the medical center around here, telling me they want to have me in this week for the medical. And even though they don't know more than I do, the lady I talked with seemed to think that I am going to start in October. As in October 2004, which is next week!
What is going on there?
I still don't have a contract, I don't have an apartment, I have never seen the place I am going to work at, provided I am going to work there, which I still don't know for sure.
You'd think they don't go through all this paperwork for no reason, but I am not going to say I have the job before I sign something.

I have to admit that the whole thing scares me a little. It's all going really quick now, and doesn't leave me time to think.
Which is good, probably, as I am starting to seriously doubt my ability to do this job.
I'm going to be pretty much on my own there, most likely not even my predecessor around to help me get used to it. It is a job I have never done before, I will have to do everything from selecting and buying stuff, cataloging, working at the desk to researches in data bases.
I keep telling myself they wouldn't give me the job if they didn't think I could do it, and that there is paperwork I can work from, and there is, as far as I know, a second employee to work with.
I'm going to be the boss of somebody! If that isn't scarier than the rest!

It will probably all work out fine in the end, and I will find that there is no need to worry, but right now that doesn't help much.
And it isn't only the job, there is all the other stuff that goes with it.
I need to find an apartment, rent it, pay for it, get all my furniture, books and clothes down there, settle in, find myself a network of people, things to do. I am going to have my own insurance, my own pay from which to pay taxes, this is stuff I never have done before, and I never thought about much. Now it's all coming at once.
I feel like a silly little child.
Thousands, millions of people have done this before me, I suppose it's part of growing up. I just would have never thought it can be so scary.

Silly!!

My brain is a stupid thing. I don't remember who told me to check out jonthedull's journal, I think it was lostarcadia (Went back and checked, it was her).
So thank you very much for that. I'm really enjoying that contact, as you can see
here.
I have been accused of being silly, and now I have to finally admit that yes, I am silly, a lot of times. And I like it!

Pimpin' myself

I wrote a story!
And I've posted it!!
The challenge on it was to write about somebody starting something new. In thirty minutes.
Now I'm happy.
:-D
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