The First Day of the Rest of Your Life (Hopefully)

It's official. After nearly two years of forcing myself into an ill-fitting 9-5:30 lifestyle, today is the first day that I'll be working primarily for myself, primarily on my capital-w Writing, doing the thing I've been desperately trying to get anyone to let me do for almost a decade.

It's pretty terrifying.

Luckily, having a ton on my plate right from the start is helping. As is having amazing coworkers (with some serious personal space issues):

...and some of the best writer friends in the world (ahem, JEN RUSS, ahem) going out of their way to make this exciting and palpitation-inducing new move amazing. I mean seriously, anything that comes with this label on it is the BEST THING: 

The fact that this is what was inside was just icing on the...okay, I'm trying to be a real Writer now, so I can't finish that sentence with such a cliche, but it IS pretty apt in this instance: 

Can't wait to get started. 

I'm talking about the box of cupcakes, obvs.