Writing, writing, writing
I’m starting to feel home at my new place and what remains needed now, to truly feel comfortable, is a regular income. The job market is doing it’s annual phoenix from the ashes impression and there is a couple of interesting positions available.
So far seven applications have been filed with three more in the making. One got rejected, one got me an invitation for an interview on Thursday. Not too excited though as I’ve been at that point before.
On the brighter side of things I had a miniature house-warming party on Friday and will be hosting a Thai food dinner party later this week. So nice to have the flexibility of a private apartment.