After a long time in limbo, my new life is (almost) finally started. I've got a car, an apartment, and a job, I just have to wait a couple more days to start work. The far corner of my living room is filled with boxes of old stuff that I finally have time and room to go through. I'm starting to walk and drive around the neighborhood and not just get used to where everything is, but actually enjoy the location and get used to being here (and of course it helps that it's finally not raining). Went to the local theatre last night to see Lincoln, went to a used bookstore and a few coffee shops/cafes, and I have plans to visit my favorite Japanese restaurant in the city. And apart from these boxes in my living room, I'm all moved in and unpacked. I've even made a batch of cookies, which of course means I can say I'm officially settled.
Not quite in a habitual pattern yet, I expect it'll be another week or so before I am. Things still feel very new, and I keep thinking of little things I want to buy or find in boxes. I also hope to be making more friends in the area soon, particularly once I start work. Only then, I think, will I feel completely at home.
Meanwhile, I will thoroughly enjoy the little things, like being able to keep a clean house, not worry about my food getting stolen, cooking whenever I want--all of which I've had perpetual problems with in university accommodation for years. Not to mention all this free time! I figured I could spare a few minutes to write a blog post.
