Well... as of today I have been at my job one month. I won't pretend the transition has been easy for me, but it is getting better, and that is all I can hope for. (I have only cried once this week!) I brought in bagels and cream cheese for everyone this morning as kind of a celebration, but more so because it was Friday and half the office staff was going to be away for one reason or another. Seems like a good day for bagels to me!
I am enjoying the little town so far. In particular, I have enjoyed the abundance of pickup trucks and the way people tend to wear an embarrassing lack of clothing considering the weather. I saw a guy shoveling his walk yesterday in shorts. (That is snow shoveling in shorts.) And there is a gentleman who frequents the planning office who seems to prefer neon orange tank tops in 20 degree weather. I can only guess this some kind of Montana-guy-toughness-I’ll-show-you-cold kind of thing. I suppose, though, he might always be on his way to go hunting, and the only neon orange he owns is in tank top form. In either case, I probably won’t ask him about it.
Otherwise, things are falling into place. I am doing what I can to find my place, not only in a new community, not only in a new state, but in basically a new country after being gone two years. At least I speak the local language!
I am still working on my Rubix cube I got at Christmas.
I have mastered the warm green salad.
I have bought most of the thrift store hippie skirts I could find and I am knitting them into a rug.
Shaun and I are happy, and managing to not only live together but also work together in peace.
So pretty good overall.
Friday, February 2, 2007
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