I just reread my last post since I haven’t written one in a while. Things have certainly changed, for the better I might add. I got a job, fully remote, and I just finished my first week last week. Just going through the initial training right now, but I’m liking the outfit so far, and the people seem like they’re easy to get along, and hopefully that translates to getting along with while working on projects.

So everything went from stagnant hell to moving along in a hurry. I’ve been inundated with new job training material to the point of literally feeling like my brain was full by Friday afternoon. I’ve been staying with my parents in Arkansas, which has been without incident until now. Now my stepdad is wanting me out of the house because his son is telling him I should be out. You just have to love having a supportive family. I told my mom recently that if it wasn’t for a few key family members, her being one of them of course, I would just rather fake my own death and just have my own family think that I died in a plane crash. To a certain extent, I was being dead honest, or maybe I shouldn’t say it quite that way.

This particular job is one that I’ve tried to get for a long time, mainly because a friend of mine has worked for the same company for years, so I know there’s at least some possibility of, stability? These days? Hopefully. I’m very tired of being bounced around from one job to the other at this point, so I do want to break that pattern.

So here I am, new job, and very soon need to make it new atmosphere in addition to the new job. Get back into my house, do what I need to do, and most likely I’ll eventually move on, once again.