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Being at Work
Sep. 7th, 2006 05:41 pmFor ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ktx:
I wouldn't say that we've fully transitioned from Uni life as a household yet :). Nicholas is still doing a PhD, which means he gets to work random hours and is obviously still in Cambridge, which happens to be an excellent place to pick up random tech jobs. We're still renting rather than even thinking about buying a house untli we have two established incomes (even a good starting salary not being enough for somewhere in Cambridge).
My first week at work so far has been mostly confusing and exhuasting, but I blame most of that on having my period start at the same time (suprisingly, yes, it could have been more inconvenient, it could have been that the One Day Of Shooting Pains And Not Being Able To Stand Still that I get (which is better than the Week Of Curled Up In Agony which is the natural state of my periods) had showed up at Maelstrom rather than work where I could make sure I was sat down most of the time and I think mostly hide the zoning out and wincing from my colleagues. Walking either way after having sat on my rear doing nothing for many weeks is kind of confusing my body. And I still need to work out how to drink more water at work, because I would be rather less swimmy-head-aargh if I was properly hydrated.
I expect I'll survive. Everyone else seems to, somehow. (Having started off with a big cushion of savings from my parents and no debt is quite helpful too, which makes me feel even worse for wondering if I'll manage.)
ktx:I wouldn't say that we've fully transitioned from Uni life as a household yet :). Nicholas is still doing a PhD, which means he gets to work random hours and is obviously still in Cambridge, which happens to be an excellent place to pick up random tech jobs. We're still renting rather than even thinking about buying a house untli we have two established incomes (even a good starting salary not being enough for somewhere in Cambridge).
My first week at work so far has been mostly confusing and exhuasting, but I blame most of that on having my period start at the same time (suprisingly, yes, it could have been more inconvenient, it could have been that the One Day Of Shooting Pains And Not Being Able To Stand Still that I get (which is better than the Week Of Curled Up In Agony which is the natural state of my periods) had showed up at Maelstrom rather than work where I could make sure I was sat down most of the time and I think mostly hide the zoning out and wincing from my colleagues. Walking either way after having sat on my rear doing nothing for many weeks is kind of confusing my body. And I still need to work out how to drink more water at work, because I would be rather less swimmy-head-aargh if I was properly hydrated.
I expect I'll survive. Everyone else seems to, somehow. (Having started off with a big cushion of savings from my parents and no debt is quite helpful too, which makes me feel even worse for wondering if I'll manage.)
