I suppose after a full week of being employed somewhere other than the paper, some updates are in order.
I’m torn. But probably not in the way you’d think. On one hand, I feel like the week flew by. I’ve said a couple times this weekend that it didn’t really feel like I worked a full week. I wasn’t completely stressed. I didn’t go home – not even once – with a migraine. I ate full meals each day and I laughed and started to build relationships with my coworkers… Not that I didn’t do the latter at the paper, of course; it just all felt rushed a lot when my daily deadline was looming over my head.
But on the other hand, I feel like this last week was so much longer than just a week. I feel like working at the paper was a lifetime ago… which doesn’t really make sense to me, but it is what it is I guess. I’m not asking why. I’m just going with it.
My new job is going well. I’m still learning and have a lot to learn, but I’m happy with my decision.
Now we have another battle to face: housing. We have until March 1 to find and move in to (!!!) a new place. Sigh.
If anything is stressing me out these days, it’s that.
But we have some leads, including a nice place with some acreage. To buy? I’m not holding my breath, but we’ll know more probably this week.
Other than that, the dogs are still shitheads (but adorable) and I’m still hooked on Mountain Dew. Some things never change.