I'm feeling good. Tracy is still with me until the end of the day tomorrow, so that does help greatly, but on the whole I'm pretty pleased with how I did today. I had questions, of course, but I was able to do much of what I had to get done without assistance. Tomorrow should be quite busy, but I'll be learning even more. Tuesday, I guess, will be when the real stress begins, because that will be the day that I'm supposed to know what I'm doing.
But there's a whole three-day weekend before that happens, so we'll hold off on the butterflies in the stomach for now.
I can already tell that there will be much less livejournal-updating and email-checking at work from now on. The receptionist gig was certainly useful in that respect- but I don't think it's a great loss. More actual work to do at work simply means that the days will be faster and more interesting. At least, one hopes so.
Tonight is, I suppose, a night for lounging around in pajamas and watching TV.
. . . funny, that sounds an awful lot like last night.