It's been a while since I last posted. I've been really busy settling into my new job. Life is so funny, isn't it? You make plans, and then, surprise, things don't go the way you wanted.

I must say, when I applied for this job, I was a bit naive. I thought it would be easy, the way people told me it would be. But it's not. Not yet, anyway. I'm still learning, still building my confidence, especially after two years of not working before this. The people I work with are nice. It's just that I'm learning new skills, and I'm not perfect at them, obviously. But my brain doesn't seem to accept that and let it go. I want to move on so I can progress faster, but that's easier said than done.

Before I got this job, I was excited about the prospect of earning money and finally being able to pursue my projects, starting my gardening and fermenting projects, for one. But since moving to a new place, most of my money now goes toward bills and work expenses instead. I haven't even had the chance to work out like I'd planned, which stings a little, because that was one of the things I loved about our new home. It has a nice running trail right outside. Instead, when I get home most days, I just seem to stare at the wall and zone out.