Hello bartender, I will have a grog if you please. Still very cold outside.
Today was the first day for this new job. It went okay. As in, nothing terrible happened but nothing terribly exciting either. Which in itself is good, no bad surprise at least. I get a new way to pay for my food and board, woo. It's a real nice job on paper and I don't know enough of its reality to pass good judgement yet. I mostly shook hands and smiled as I desperately tried to build mnemotechnic devices to try to remember the massive amount of names that were poured in me at once. I feel like a stranger in the middle of a new village, because that's what I am. It does not feel good. Well, it never did in the past so no big surprise here. Still, it smarts being here alone in a mostly desert hotel eating too much food as if to compensate the emptiness inside. Look at me complaining being warm and fed.
It is surprisingly hard to find a more permanent place to live even when it's in the middle of nowhere. I am a bit picky about a couple places around here where I definitely _don't_ want to live. But hey, elimination is a selection process too, only indirectly so. And if I don't settle yet it means that I'm not at the end of my rope yet. Settling with one of the places seen so far would be trading this dull hotel room with bad wifi for a dull apartment with bad wifi. At least it's temporary-ier, by definition. I do dream of a simple place where I could finally stay for a longer while after the last few years having the job making me move left and right. I am dreaming of getting a nice couch. That's how I know I am getting older, hah, as my dreams get more mundane. But more achievable so that's a plus at least.
Anyhow. I'm drained and so is that mug. I'll go rest. Thanks for listening. May your day be pleasant and your couch be comfy.