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Although part of me can’t believe that May starts in just three days, I’ll be glad to see the back of April: not only because of the mercurial weather, but because the first month of this new job will be behind me! My boss is aware of how complex the program is and has said she doesn’t expect substantive contributions for another couple of months, but I’m hoping to get ahead of that curve. 
I think it will help that I get “my” team next week: two existing staff members will transfer to me over the weekend (including the guy who was my junior employee on my previous contract), and a new hire starts on Monday. A month without being a manager was a nice break, especially while drinking from a firehose, but I’m ready to get back to it.
Yesterday afternoon with my friend was really nice: lunch at Red Robin was, indeed, “yum” (though she paid, so I don’t know how much my check came to), and – OMG you guys – the musical version of Legally Blonde is, like, hysterical! The music/lyrics/book were so much better than I expected! The production and talent quality were also pretty damn good for community theater. I’ll be signing up for this company’s audition notices. My dream/goal is to someday play Abigail Adams in 1776, but you never know what else might come along.
A nice thing happened this morning: I had to go to the security office to sign some forms and I had to present ID, and the guy who helped me couldn’t believe my birth year. Then he said he thought I was his age, which turned out to be 40. Not bad for a 53-year-old! I’ve always had a baby face, but the older I get the nicer those moments are. Even though I can’t take credit for my genetics, I might just give myself a 
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I was in Eagle house, which I remember 40 years later because I wrote it all over my notebooks and can picture them. 
The first time I read a Harry Potter book I was like “oh, hey! house points!” They were a big deal…but I can’t remember if I ever earned (or lost) any. Heh.
I’m an election officer in the US: that would make our heads explode.