Living

Today I feel like I officially live in the west. I had my first In-N-Out burger.

I haven't been writing much about what I'm up to day by day because I don't find it particularly interesting. But at the same time, I feel like I need to keep track of it a little bit since the blog is a historic document for me. It's my history. I use it to look back on my life and reflect.

Lately I spend the day at work struggling with my new position. Everything is new. The company and people aren't new but my daily tasks are new. Most days I don't feel like I'm very good at the new stuff. Last week I felt so miserable I was kicking myself for attempting something new. Luckily, things have been a lot better this week. It's like anything else, it takes time. Adjusting to a new job isn't something you can do overnight. So for now I'll live with the roller coaster ups and downs. In another year or two when the job is easy as pie, I'll look back and laugh at how hard I was on myself.

I've been spending my nights doing a range of things. Some nights I'll go to dinner with people. Other nights I'll do some shopping. Lately I've spent a good amount of time in furniture stores looking for the right pieces to finish out the house. Mostly, I'm stuck in my hunt for the perfect rug. You see, my downstairs is tile, so it really, really needs a rug in the living room. However, my couches are grey and there are very few rugs with a) any grey in them b) the right color grey. Sigh. Normally in this kind of dilemma I would turn to the Internet for help, but I just can't shell out $500+ for a rug that might not look right once it's in the house. So I keep going to rug stores here, borrow their rugs, take them home to confirm that they don't look right, and take them back to the rug store. I need an interior designer. I've also been doing some minor jobs around the house. Most recently I have taken down some old towel bars and am putting up newer ones. I've hung pictures. I'm organizing my stuff. You know, the usual, post-move stuff. A couple nights ago, I even spoiled myself by coming home from work and simply watching a movie!

All in all, my life isn't overly exciting but it's perfect for me. I'm so happy living in Phoenix. It feels free. It feels like home. I feel like a very, very lucky person.

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