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I'm a firm believer in the fact that if you're nervous about something, it means you have something to lose, that it's important to you. Therefore nerves (to an extent) are a good thing because they help you work harder.

I think.

(Notice I didn't say worrying. I also think that worrying, mostly, is useless. And while I do more than my fair share of it, it doesn't get you anywhere and solves nothing.)

In less than 12 hours I will be starting the first day of my job. The first day in the middle of August in over 16 years that I am not going back to school. I told my family that I was counting down until my childhood ends. My cousin Katie told me that no I wasn't starting my job, I was starting my career. Man that's a scary thought.

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. I am. I'm excited too. So much so that I am over prepared. I packed my lunch tonight (in case that's what they do there), made sure there is money available to buy lunch (in case that's what they do there), did laundry and set my clothes out, put everything I could possibly need in my purse (yes, it is possible to prepare a purse), put a sweater, bottle of water, extra diet coke, and different shoes (just in case) in a tote bag-on top of which I will put my lunch bag.

Tonight doesn't feel like any of my nights before the first day of school. It feels different. Better. More exciting. And what makes it exciting is that I'm also a little nervous. Although for school my nerves were much different; tonight's nerves seem healthy and right. Tomorrow is going to be great.

Wish me luck.