12n, New Job, Day 3

 I'm halfway through Day 3. I'm breaking for lunch. 

Things going well so far:

- 3rd day in a row breaking for lunch (well day 1 was a bit of an afterthought but I'll count it)

- Not trying to finish all my online modules at break neck speed

- keeping a positive attitude

- getting half-dressed in the morning

- so glad i got hair done last week

- let contractor in to do estimate on leak

- met 2 colleagues

- held my tongue when New boss said she received a nasty gram from one of her other new hires' manager for not coordinating time sheets; my old Boss was also saying she wanted to have some communication with New Boss, but I decided to forget that.. no use for it now

- it's cool outside so I might take a walk, but it's humid so my hair might be a mess

- when asked about old boss's response to my warm fuzzy email by my aunt, i did not launch into a tirade about Old Job

Pending things

- still not sure the scope of my responsibility

- what have i gotten into

- still mentally purging old team and all its accoutrements ( a couple triggering old emails)

- was still ruminating on this thought in between sleeps last night: in 6 months you'll either create the senior manager role for me and ask me back or you'll realize you're better off without me. either way it's a win-win. I learn a new skill and you realign your business (this is the list of many responses I wish i'd said to Old Boss after the chilly exit)

- anticipation of the sinking feeling I will feel when Old Buddy gets promoted in the next 6 months (to keep up with the joneses)

- the realization that this last year did not mean as much to my Old Boss as it did to me (eventually I will be okay with it, in many ways she saved my life... i was a very sad girl prior to meeting her and for the first few months she was this ray of light who just thought i was amazing! or at least she said it and I believed her...at first)

- casually mentioned performance review to New Boss and she was like meh, I'm going to assume you were better than sliced bread (womp, womp, there goes 7 months of over achieving down the drain)