When I was unemployed for so long, the idea of even getting a job, let alone celebrating a six month anniversary, seemed like such a far way away.
Today I celebrated six months in the New Job, which means, I guess, that it’s no longer new (as I encounter people now who have been around a shorter time than I have). In answer to the standard question, yes, I’m largely happy in it — there are aspects I care for less than others, but overall I’m satisfied to be working there, feel like I’m contributing, am learning more every day, am getting positive feedback from senior management, feel like the company is a good company that overall adds more to the world than it takes from it, and I once again have career hopes for the future that don’t end in living in an alley in a damp refrigerator box. So that’s all good!
Oh, and the commute is about 15 minutes by surface streets, at rush hour, which is very nice.
Not much more I can say. Gainfully employed, future prospects seem decent, feel good about what I do. Lots of people have a lot less.