Well, we finally have the majority of our stuff shoved into the house in Stella. Most of it is still in boxes but we are slowly organizing and putting things away. We ended up moving everything by ourselves and boy was that a job.
We loaded up everything onto the truck on Friday and drove during the night (from 9 - 11PM) and unloaded our chest freezer and the cat's stuff.
Speaking of the cat, Matthew had to grab Mischief by the scruff of his neck (after I tried to gently put him in there and he scratched me...think a small version of Wolverine...*snkt*) and I had to pry his feet away from the sides of the carrier to get him ready to travel and then he meowed all the way home.
Saturday, we spent unloading the truck onto the carport, taking the truck back and then put everything into the house or the building outside where it now mostly resides.
Sunday, we unpacked clothes and made sure I had everything ready for my first day of work.
Monday was my first day of work. It was all a blur. New faces, new responsibilities, new things to learn. I went home with a massive headache (I forgot my glasses) and went to bed around 8PM. The woman that is training me (who has been doing this job since it was vacant) is my age and she told me that she looked me up on Myspace (she said she looks everyone up there) before I started. I have a feeling we're going to get along well given my proclivity for looking everyone I've ever known up on Myspace or Facebook...
Tuesday was better. I got a little more hands-on experience and I'm picking things up.
Today was good. I had quite a bit to do and I got to sit in on several exit interviews. The woman that is training me is out starting tomorrow through September 8 so, I will be jumping right in, I think.
Everyone at my new job is really nice. It seems like a very close knit group, and, I'm glad about that because I just left a really tight-knit group. I also have my own office (WOOT!) so no more cube farm.
The best thing, though? My drive. I was driving about 1 1/2 hours (around 55 miles) each way to work each day. Now, I drive about 18-20 miles and it takes me roughly 30 minutes. Even with traffic (which my relatives complain about but is laughable to me coming from an RTP commute).
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