My first day of my new job was January 30th.  Like many people, my alarm clock wakes me each morning.  I rarely take much time to choose a station, and once chosen, I can’t recall ever changing it (except for the move).  That really is odd, because many times whichever song I wake to sets the tone for my day.

On my first day of work I woke to U2’s “Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For.”  As much as I didn’t want to, I feared it was omen of having made a mistake.  That maybe I had chased a dream across the country, upset my lives of my family on a whim that wasn’t going to play out the way I had hoped.

After the last three weeks, I can safely say that I have adjusted pretty well, and that I feel like the job is a great fit.  The organization is amazing, and the people have all been great.

Say what you want about Sin City.  For right now I’m going to call it home.  Sorry, Bono, not sure I’m looking anymore right now.