Easier Than Staying Home

Well, I started my new job today. Although I appreciate the great mother's hours that will not threaten to disrupt the family, I cannot impress enough how absolutely bored I was all day. Technically I am supposed to be managing the front office, but after 1/2 hour of organizing the office and preparing the files for the day, I was done. I mean completely done. I spent the rest of the time getting to know patients and literally snooping around the office looking for something to fix or do. Everytime my boss came into the room (which was often) I felt enormously guilty for doing nothing. The weirdest thing was that my boss was thrilled at my so-called help -- I'm not really sure what that was, but OK.