Gainful Employment gained!

I've been offered a job, and this afternoon I'm going out to the facility to discuss the roster.  I'll be working 9 - 5 for the first time in my life (very exciting!), which means childcare will not be a problem (also for the first time). 
Before I go out, I really ought to finish tidying the kitchen, fold some laundry, write another paragraph of fic, and finish clipping the wire onto the new fence.  Oh, and get dressed. That should probably come first.

A Barely Coherant Ramble about Work.

I start work on Monday, but the first two days are orientation, paperwork, training, and the procuration of the ugly ugly polyester uniforms.  I have one day of actual work on Thursday and then on Friday we're hopping on a plane to Brissy for Great Northern War.  Huzzah!  I'm looking forward to the small girl's first plane ride, but she remains unconvinced.  Apparently 'airy-planes are too scary for girls.'   Then again, she also claims that 'Toy Story' is too scary, but will happily watch 'Labyrinth'  on repeat.  She is a strange little person.
Anyway, most of my work paperwork is sorted out, but I still need to get certified copies of 100 points of ID to support my police check form, and find a piece of paper with my TFN on it (not an easy task after moving so often lately).  Other than that, childcare is sorted (there's a childcare centre next door to the facility), and on payday I will need to buy a new pair of shoes.
I have accomplished nothing on the sewing front, but I have written another 1000 words of the not-very-clandestine writing project (which means it is now slightly longer than most of my uni essays!).  Erm...hooray?