Week Three

So, that’s the third week at the new job completed.

All’s still going well, and I’ve settled in pretty well. It was quiet yesterday in the office asmost of the floor is away at some team-day or other – I opted to stay in the office, as it would’ve been an utter pain in the arse to go off on that while also carrying the Big Yellow Bastard (my holdall with a week’s worth of clothes etc.) and then making my way home from the Arsehole of the Universe. (Say no more) particularly as I’d also booked my ticket to come back from Cambridge, rather than from Arsehole of the Universe.

It’s still odd, not going home every night to Herself, Hound, and Psycho Cat, but it’s tolerable. As Herself’s new job has still not given her a start date (they’re still waiting for the CRB check to come back, then we’ll be able to get official dates sorted) I reckon I’m still going to be doing this ’til at least the start of December, so another six weeks or so.

By then, I reckon I’ll be pretty chuffed off with the entire thing, but for now it’s still OK and tolerable.