My first week at my new job went very well. I've been meeting people; learning about the organization, the work it's done, and the context of the project on which I'm working; and even starting to get my hands dirty.I've also been scouting potential living situations. Despite a very tempting offer to share a million-dollar home in a beautiful neighborhood for only a couple hundred dollars more than I had budgeted, I finally settled on moving into a house on Chestnut Street with Heather (28) and Willow (9 months).
The house is only a 20 minute walk from work, and a short bike ride to my sister's. It's situated between the canal and the river, so paths along both are readily accessible. It also has solar panels, radiant floor heat, and hang-dry laundry facilities, which equal ridiculously low utility costs in a city of old houses and high heating bills. And there's parking for both my Jeep and my bikes.
With these changes, my time horizon has gone from not being sure what was happening next week, to having some certainty about the next month -- still short, but much more manageable. My five months of camping and couch surfing is coming to an end.
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