Liz starts her new, "big girl" job today, and as she left the house this morning I could tell she was very nervous. Clothing issues, trouble finding things, rush, rush, rush... man, that women is cute when she wants to be.
After six years of secretary work for a parish where the entire faith community is over 60, she is finally going to work in a place where she will be side-by-side with people her own age, and will get a 40-hour a week paycheck, benefits, vacation time, et al.
Hang in there, Elizabeth... have some fun and make some friends, don't worry about the stuff you have no control over. They will all sort themselves out, I promise.
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