60 days

Alright, I've been on the job for 60 days. Ok, almost 60 days. And wow is about all I can say as to the experience.

Let's say that life on the other side of the blue suit (in the civilian world working for the Air Force) is much greener than wearing the suit again. I don't have to drink the so-called koolaid that the military has to swallow, which is nice. I don't have to stay at work til all hours because someone screwed something up and we are all being punished for the sins of the few.

No, life on the other side is better....sure, there's still the headaches of micro-management, but if you stare at the PC like you're really busy with work, that annoying person will walk away when they aren't being paid any attention.

So what's a girl do when she gets the job with the agency she's wanted to work for? She starts looking for the next step....and yes, I am on the lookout for the next job...trying to set myself up for a good position when I get back to the US in a year and a half...

So I'm writing more, sewing more, and otherwise enjoying not being a college student...

Graduation was good....I had Macaroni Grill twice, which is all to the good, as I love eating there. Now, it's been over a month since I officially graduated from college ( I love the term Alumnus), and I STILL don't have my degree in hand. Am I aggravated? Oh hell yea......I WANT MY DEGREE!!!!!!!!

Alright.....I'm off. More to come, as always.