Then, later this month, I will mark one year at my present job, a vast and welcome change from my last experience. It is now, anyway; it was nerve-wracking, at first. The change was jarring and I really wasn't sure I'd made the right decision, but things feel much better now. And--it's a job, and jobs are getting harder to get.
And Wednesday is upon us, already. I generally like Wednesdays. Not because we take out the trash, do laundry, and change the sheets every Wednesday, though of course I do enjoy those activities immensely, but--it's pizza night.
I don't like any of the mornings, though. It's so hard to get out of bed, especially when it's cold, and I continue to find new ways of screwing up my morning coffee. At least I don't need an alarm clock, because Ekim always sits up a couple minutes before his goes off, so I am fully aware of what time it is. Damn. And the cat paces over me, every morning, and I shoo her off, every morning, before I finally get up and feed her and make really bad coffee.
It's a good thing mornings are only a small part of the day.