Work Tomorrow

Tomorrow is my first day of work.  Well, it's orientation, but still.

I went to the scrubs store a week ago, and apparently I'm "petite."  You want to know how many pairs of petite pants they had in my size at the scrubs store?  One.  So apparently everyone else in this town is petite too.

Mother told me I could buy four pairs of scrubs with her credit card, so I ordered 3 more pairs of pants from the store.  And they aren't here yet, I called yesterday and the store said that they might be in tomorrow.  But I work tomorrow, I think I'll be off work in time to pick them up though, or I'll be forced to re-wear my one pair of pants all week.

I'm so excited to wear my scrubs.  The hospital I work at has a uniform, so I'll be in navy blue and white.

So excited to start working as an RN.

And, yeah, it went fast.

"Let thy priests be clothed with righteousness; and let thy saints shout for joy." Psalm 132:9