Mood: Restless
Music: Heartbreaker, Led Zeppelin
Here I am, at work, making lists of things I need to do.
What I really want to be doing is finishing up unpacking, considering buying some furniture and blinds, and making my place better.
Most of my stuff is unpacked, except in my bedroom, where the vast majority of my clothing is in boxes and stacked none-too-neatly on any horizontal space. I don't have nearly the same amount of closet space as I did in the previous apartment...but much more living space. I suppose that stands to reason.
I am missing one screw from piece of IKEA furniture that holds a glass door on, and I'm missing two hex nuts from my television stand, keeping me from closing the drawers that are now missing handles. I need blinds on all five windows, I need a dresser to put my clothing in, and I need a cable stapler to tack up the cable that feeds the cable modem on my desk from the jack that was installed in the living room, next to the TV.
I like the new place a lot. It's starting to feel like home. I like the neighborhood. It's sort of up and coming mixed with urban relaxed. It's not like Manhattan. My old building was filled with students (mainly), models (I'm not kidding), and a few families and working folks like me. It had the feeling of a modern dorm. I didn't know my neighbors, and never really spoke to anyone in the building. I suppose in a way I'm not really outgoing...but after two years, you'd figure I'd know someone. Nope.
Already in this building, I know my neighbors, my landlord chats with me on the way into and out of the building, and I know some of the folks that live either side of me in the buildings next door. Different feel for sure.
I think this weekend I will make bread and soup. It's certainly getting cold enough for both. Sort of break in the place and really give the kitchen a workout.
Adam came over on Saturday night, helped me unpack and organize my CDs and brought me a microwave oven he didn't want. The oven is pretty much brand new, and works fine. (I reheated soup in it.) He said he didn't want it for two reasons: He hates microwave ovens, and it has an analog dial timer on it for cooking. OK, I guess. It works, and it matches my kitchen, and it fits nicely next to my refrigerator. So there you have it.
I suppose I should write a bit about World of Warcraft, which has been the game of choice of myself and the band from ijsmp...and I probably will sometime soon. I will say that it's VERY enjoyable, and I'm having a great time playing.
Also, my fookus is coming to visit at the end of the month for New Year's. And I am VERY excited about that.
By the way, if anyone knows of any decently paying jobs that I might be qualified for, I'd be interested in speaking to you. I just can't seem to get motivated to do what I need to do here any more. Maybe I just need a break. I DO like the work, usually. I just guess my mind is elsewhere of late. Sometimes I feel ineffective at what I do. Maybe I got used to just getting my way in my former jobs. No idea.
I HAVE decided to write a book on integrating companies. I think that it happens much more often nowadays. Companies getting bought, or merging, or what-have-you. I think it would be useful as a starting point for senior managers in getting their hands around everything that needs to get done, and starting places for people doing the actual work. Opinions welcome, of course.