(but didn’t she choose #8 in the end?)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alrighty, November turned out to be quite interesting. In a good way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Last week, I left the job that prompted my move back home nearly 4 years ago. Happily, my pay rose $10 an hour during that time and the benefits have been very affordable and helpful. It was a nice place to nest in for a bit while I started the next phase in my life. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was time to leave the nest and fly. It was a amicable parting, and I took the time in my exit interview to point out a few things that might benefit the co-workers I was leaving behind. I also left happy that the company covered the small expenses of the low-key Pride celebration we had this year. (full disclosure: I suggested it to HR.) I still don’t know what happened to my lunar new year’s red envelopes–though I suspect my desk may have gotten raided–some people are like that. Take the $20 and the karma, then. . . <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I landed much closer to home. No more going up and over “the hill” on a daily basis. The 12 mile commute took 20 miles of charge on the way to work going up and over that hill, and only gained about 7 back on the dowhill return trip. (I drive in the most efficient mode there is most of the time. ECO is never turned off.) I haven’t really monitored how much my new commute is, because it’s the first week and I’ve had other things to do. I’m pretty confident I could do a whole weeks’ worth of commuting on a single charge. There is a decent and convenient charging station a fair distance between home and work, too. (Call it taking the “scenic route”, though the scenery is mostly industrial buildings.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The last time I worked this close to home was the support job I got as a newlywed. Funny how the dot-com bubble burst after<\/em> we eloped. I knew it was too good to be true. The dot-com heyday, that is. I knew what I was getting myself into. I guess I figured if my folks could do it, I could too. But I got it part of it wrong back then. Just because you have different tastes than your partner(s) doesn’t mean you aren’t compatible. <\/p>\n\n\n\n So yeah, the new gig. I laugh as I recall a scene from the original Rugrats cartoon where they were “pushing paper” in an imagination sequence where they were grown-ups or something like that. But in a good way. There’s something to be said about helping someone else expand their nest. I missed doing office work. The day flies by and things get done. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Oh yeah I started playing a second Pokemon Game–Shield. I won’t play it nearly as much as I do Pokemon Go, but it’s fun and I get to see different Pokemon. I have a Raboot now, for those in the know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I’m happy with myself for breaking out of my comfort zone, career-wise. I developed and improved a lot of valuable skills, and I did the internal work to have the confidence to seek out something better for me and my household. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Speaking of which, I should get to bed. Sweetie’s been back a week and a half after working on the other side of the country for the better part of 5 months. It’s great to have him back. Though now Darling and I gotta figure out when to get our CSI: Vegas fix. <\/p>\n\n\n\n ’23 is nearly here. Still floors me sometimes thinking that the 1920’s was an entire century ago. <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" (but didn’t she choose #8 in the end?) Alrighty, November turned out to be quite interesting. In a good way. Last week, I left the job that prompted my move back home nearly 4 years ago. Happily, my pay rose $10 an hour during that time and the benefits have been very affordable and helpful.… Continue reading Mostly Narrative Freewriting #12-Looks-Just-Like-You<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[4],"tags":[37],"class_list":["post-437","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-journal","tag-freewriting"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8fVx5-73","jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/minimoog.net\/daphne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/437","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/minimoog.net\/daphne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/minimoog.net\/daphne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/minimoog.net\/daphne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/minimoog.net\/daphne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=437"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/minimoog.net\/daphne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/437\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":438,"href":"https:\/\/minimoog.net\/daphne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/437\/revisions\/438"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/minimoog.net\/daphne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=437"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/minimoog.net\/daphne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=437"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/minimoog.net\/daphne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=437"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}