Oh, how I've been dying to update this! Moving house and changing jobs in the same week is a recipe for disaster! Sort of. In keeping this up to date anyway ;-)
Started the new job a couple of weeks ago and I think it seems to be going quite well. Getting the hang of things now and settling into the new routine. And it's loads better than the old job - not hard really I suppose, seeing as I used to make tea for a living. If you could call it that. Which I wouldn't. The first couple of days at the new one were iffy though, I must admit. I had severe 'what am I doing here' moments. But then it became more relaxed and familiar, so is good. The days seem to go quickly too, which definitely makes a change! I'm in my element, organising displays and selling something I like. I thought I wanted out of retail, but it turns out it's not so bad if you like what you sell! Still get the odd awkward customer, but I guess you get them wherever you are. All in all, a good decision I think.
The house. We started paying rent the day before I started the job but we only moved in last Sunday. Waiting for carpets you see. We didn't see the point in moving all our stuff in, only to have to move it out again to have the carpets fitted. So we waited. Then there was a mix up with the oven delivery people. They tried to deliver it to my nan's house, as that was the billing address. Somehow, their brilliant computer system had mixed up the addresses and postcodes. Genius. So we had to wait a few extra days for the oven. I'm also currently writing this on my day off at nan's as we have no internet yet. It's going to be horrible, seven to ten days, cut off from the world... I'm surprised this is still working actually, but they said something about checking the new line blah blah. Still don't see why, in this era of advanced technology, it takes that long to fix up a new connection. Grrr. Anyway, things at the house are going well I think. Several boxes lie unopened still, but we don't have much in the way of storage. Or any shelves. So they may stay that way until we have somewhere to put whatever lurks inside the boxes. The bathroom's driving me mad though. The toilet doesn't flush well, as the pipes are all weirdly twisty, the water pressure in the shower is lousy and there's no storage at all, so all our stuff is in a box under the sink. Hardly ideal. The kitchen is ok. It is tiny but has loads of cupboards so we're not short of places to put things there. No washing machine yet though, or freezer. Bit of a nightmare, having to totally furnish a new place. The bedroom and living room are fine however. We've painted those so they've had the most attention so far. I thought, you spend a lot of time in those rooms, they should be decorated first. Also, they were the ones we put carpet in, so we had to paint really!
It's so nice having our own space finally. It's small but it's a start. Our neighbours are interesting. Got super-chavs one side and haven't even seen the people who live on the other side. The she-chav likes standing on her back step smoking. Nice. And they have an evil looking dog, which barks incessantly. Oh and a baby. Haven't heard much from that though; I find the noise the dog makes more annoying. Don't care for dogs much. We're getting a couple of cats at some point. Can't wait to have some little kitties :-) They'll eat the dog next door for breakfast.
I've just realised, I have missed the bus I was planning to catch. Now I have to wait another hour for the next one. Oh well, I did want to get this post done, or everyone will think I have abandoned this blog! Not the case, dear readers, just simply not had time with all the madness going on. And lack of internet connection of course! Soon to be rectified, hopefully sooner rather than later.
I've had people ask me if I miss my old job. Er no. That's the short answer. Why would I miss it? I think people are of the opinion that, seeing as how I was there SO LONG, I have some kind of emotional attachment to it. The truth? I couldn't wait to leave. I've hardly given the old place a second thought. It had become a burden to me, something I felt tied to because I found searching for something else so difficult. It was a vicious circle - I couldn't leave because I needed the money, no matter how pitiful it was. My part-time hours felt like the Longest Days Ever, they dragged because there was nothing interesting to do. Now I hardly have time to be bored, there's always new stock coming in, displays to rearrange, customers to help. And it's usually fun too :-) The old job wasn't fun for a long time. I saw an old colleague from years ago and she asked what I was doing now. I told her and she said I looked really happy. And I am :-) It's nice for a change. I'd forgotten what that felt like.
