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Tomorrow morning, I get off my ass and start my new job. 

It was a crazy interview process, but I made it. I’ll be a bank teller in NW Portland, which I think will suit me well, despite the fact that I’ll be working for The Man. I’m not going to steal all the money (unless one of you gives me a very excellent reason) and I love talking to people. Good days and bad days are the same - I love hearing a person’s story and helping them solve a problem. I can talk to idiots with a smile and settle into a great conversation with a regular customer. 

Tomorrow I don my fancy lady pantsuit and join the real world again after months of being stuck at home, constantly pondering my mortality and wondering if I would ever be well again. I made it out of the worst winter of my life and I’m ready to start anew. 

Wish me luck.