"That" Girl

I have officially become That Girl.  

This morning I woke up, put on my dress shirt and slacks and headed straight to Starbucks.  A few minutes later I was back in my car heading down 285 amongst the thousands of Atlanta drivers.  I had an 8 oclock meeting scheduled and arrived with plenty of time to spare like a well seasoned commuter.  The 12 people around the conference table consisted of CEO’s, CFO’s, and various other three letter titles.  
We adjourned for lunch.  A few of my coworkers and I went out to eat and happily put the tab on the company credit card.  After lunch we drove to another medical office for more meetings, more hand shaking, more introductions, more three letter titles.  In between meetings we all grabbed our blackberrys and laptops to respond to the emails and analyze spreadsheets.
Over the last few weeks I have been a part of several conference calls, run through airports in high heals and called hotel rooms home.  
How did this happen??  How did I become a blackberry toting, suit wearing, Starbucks sipping, expense reporting business women?  
The larger question at hand is why me?  You see, all of these meetings and all of this planning is the culmination of three years of acquiring this contract with this group of doctors.  Its the largest contract my company has ever had, potentially servicing over 90 doctors and thousands of patients.  We “go live” on Monday and they are handing the entire operation over to yours truly.  No pressure.   
So here goes nothing.  Business world, here I come.

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