And he takes and he takes and he takes....

Well, given that today is Tuesday, it looks like I must have survived my first day in my new / old job in my new / old company. On the other hand, the fact that I’m sitting here writing this at 09:44 in the morning over my first cup of coffee probably tells you everything that you need to know about my level of motivation.

I got off to a flying start yesterday morning when I turned up 15 minutes late to my own induction, and I suppose it’s been pretty much downhill since then. I watched a company ra-ra video telling me all about how wonderful everything is, I got told I needed to replace my ID badge with identical – but new – ID badge and, best of all, I got given a set of maps telling me how to get to the company’s head office. Yes, the same building that I have been working in for the last few years and the very same building I was sitting in when they gave me the maps.

Absurd.

Still, it’s not all bad news: when I got out of my car this morning and headed towards the main building, the car park smelt of steak and kidney pudding.

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I was listening to “Illinois” by Sufjan Stevens on the way into the office this morning. I’ve only listened to it all the way through a couple of times, but it’s already worming its way into my affections. Perhaps it’s the slightly funny mood I’m in, but this morning I found myself deeply moved by “Casimir Pulaski Day”. It’s breathtakingly beautiful and achingly sad.

I love it.

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and thanks for all your congrats, by the way. Much appreciated. C. very much likes the idea of a competition to choose the song for our first dance, so I reckon we'll be doing that at some point then!

I'll also see if I can find a nice photo of the two of us somewhere.