full of hot air

So far, so good with 31. The only thing to report is that the day I actually bit the bullet and registered for an intro to sailing class is the day that Hurricane Earl has the entire East Cost in a tizzy. Here's hoping that Earl stays away from the Banks-- and that I don't have too much wind in my sails. Ditto ThePotentialHurricane Fiona. I tell you what, it certainly is weird to be back on the coast with a hurricane bearing down. The last time that happened (Felix, the '95 edition) I was hatching sea turtles in North Carolina, and safely back in Pittsburgh well before the storm landed.

I still need to renew my Flickr Pro account. Bleh. It'll have to wait until payday. I'm still so tired from driving so much this weekend (pushing 600 miles, all told-- could be worse, but that's enough). Oh, and I had a potential unadulterated MTMM(TR). I think it's coming. I'm due. It almost balanced out the awful, horrible, no good traffic today that swelled my 10 minute commute to 40+. I do not handle traffic like that well at all. But other than that, 31's been fairly uneventful. Which is not a bad thing in the slightest.

settling in

I'm slowly adjusting. It's raining for the first time in just about two weeks (yes, I've only been here for one), I've rearranged my furniture daily, and it's mostly stupid odds and ends to arrange once I have the furniture arranged. I went from a tiny apartment to two bedrooms, an apartment in a small building on a main street to a complex, fighting for parking (er, and tickets) to abundant free parking, gas went down a dime a gallon on average, you name it. It's strange. I obviously can't speak too much about my agency or job or anything, but it's going. There were four work days this week, two and a half of which were orientation. I finally got my badge and parking pass, which means no more car searches or standing around the front door with other new employees waiting for someone to come get me. It's not unlike waiting for mom or dad to pick you up after school. The complex is huge, and even bigger if you get in after 7:30 and have to walk a fair piece-- and I mean just in the parking lot. The work I'll be doing has been characterized as protecting the public's money. The cats are coming around, though DamnCat is clearly still spooked. Poor baby. At least there are lots of windows to look out and down upon their new world. Birds and bugs and people passing by to monitor. Extra pettings and treats from the human probably help.

a new adventure

Today was my first day at my summer residency. I work so high up, I get dizzy looking down from the window.