working girl

Now it is official, I am a working girl. Today I filed out paperwork and I'm in the system. I actually had a conversation about 401k's and vacation days and the big one salary. A year ago I didn't even know what a 401k was. Now I must meet my monthly quota, wear suits, and worst of all get up at 6am. I couldn't help but remember the days when I would dream about this. I would say "I can't wait to have a real job." I only thought about the money and enjoying my weekends off. I had no idea 9 to 5 was a made up term Dolly sang about and it isn't actually an average work schedule. I am so glad I went to europe when I did. Now I feel like I had the life experience not many people can have at a time I do not have to worry about mortgages or babies. Going to europe was my dream. When people would say what do you want to do when you grow up, or what's your dream, I would say "go to Europe." Now that it"s over I'm a little depressed. But I got to do it. For that I thank God for. Now that I'm a working girl I have no idea when my next vacation will be. II worry though. I worry I will fail. I worry I won't have any fun anymore. I worry I will loose myself in my work and can't have time to be me. I wish I could just go back to Europe.