These days of over 35 degrees Celsius are just a bit much. I’ve not been sleeping properly as it is and you compound the issue with the feeling of being slow cooked. Makes it a little tough. I have visions of Frosty the Snowman at the end of his jolly time, only I’m the very flesh and blood version.
Many things have changed. On the train to work, going down the mountains towards the city, all these larger, similar styled apartment and corporate buildings are reaching for the sky. My team has dramatically changed. There’s, I think, only 3 people still in the team from before. There’s some familiar faces, but they’ve moved in from elsewhere. All the new faces are pretty nice. I was impressed how quickly it felt like I was “home”. I was welcomed, people even bought gifts after hearing there’s a little one – these weren’t the old team mates either!
I’m in training, the team does many different work types now. Although that’s my normal working story, I don’t think I’ve been in a team that has just focused on any one thing. Maybe they don’t exist in the organisation.
I’m still searching for places to live. Have sent off a few applications. Then I have fill the places with stuff. Then with the people.
Busy and hot. That’s my return so far.
Apparently I’ve now been writing for 4 years! Thanks for wasting your time here readering reader people.