I've Been Busy

Goodbye, Caroline.
You're my favourite faith-healer... -- Goodbye Carroline, Aimee Mann

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I apologize for my lengthy absense (or was it not really that long?), I have been working a lot lately. And when I'm not at work, I should be doing schoolwork. I have a few tests on Monday I need to study for, and the longer I put it off, the worse it will be for me.

But as for my job, I got a new one, at Texas Roadhouse, as a server. I like it; at least the money is better. But there is one strange thing, I feel so stressed out about it all! There is this constant feeling that I'm not doing it right, and that I suck horribly, and that I'm going to lose my job if I don't watch what I'm doing, but I know that I am doing it right -- or as right as I can be while still being new. The main thing is the new menu I have to know. It is completely different from the Italian one I had worked with for more than a year.

What I don't understand is how I could be more stressed about this job than my last one! I don't really dream of work... I'm sure I did once or twice back in high school, but I know I haven't in a long time. There were a couple of times I dreamt about it while I was working for the Italian place, and that was bad. But it seems like the only thing I dream about these days is work. And it is so stressful! I don't know why, either, but I'm getting fed up with it. I don't get enough good sleep, and so when I go into work, I'm at a disadvantage, and that makes doing my best something difficult to accomplish.

I have to go eat lunch here in a few minutes and then go into work all day...
Please, if anyone has any thoughts or ideas, please speak up, because I'm almost willing to try anything.

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Addendum: After reviewing a few things, I decided that (1)it has been a long time since I last updated, and (2)updating my blog (or just writting in general) would be a good thing to do, because it may help me to get all this stress out of my heart and mind about this and other things, rather than just keep it all bundled up inside me.... But still, I leave that proposition open for anyone's opinions; feel free.