This is my last day to do whatever I want. I am going back to work tomorrow. I'm excited and nervous; my stomach already feels like a big knot. I hope I like this job. The company is awesome and the salary and benefits are incredible. They even have a pension. How often do you hear that? Almost never. My insurance starts after only a month too. It couldn't get much better. I need time to study over the next week also. I have to pass a state exam within thirty days or I lose the great job. Nothing like a little added stress on top of everything else.

I hope Gabrielle does alright at daycare too. I'm so afraid that she will cry when I leave, although she's a little young for that, but if she's in a mood she will cry unless I am holding her. I will be a complete wreck all day if she does that. Keep your fingers crossed for me.