Someone at work told me that according to her theory it takes eight days for a place to feel like home. Well it's day four. I'm beginning to feel like my bedroom is mine. I'm starting to not open the wrong cupboards looking for a mug. I also know that if I bike directly down the street I'll end up at a cupcake store. I've finally found my bank (just today). I also found a terrible place to go for a jog. Parks are much busier in Vancouver than in Guelph, believe it or not. I'd rather not jog past tones of miniature rat-dogs and family picnics when sweat is rolling down my face.
The first day being here was a shock. I ended up not eating for fourteen hours and walking for three. I simply was not thinking. I take that back, I was over thinking everything. Since then I've found most of the things I've needed in the kitchen to cook a delicious meal. I've also purchased a bike, and a rack too! Which means no more three hour walks, just three hour bike rides. I have gotten lost all three times on way to work. Not lost in the sense that I showed up half an hour late, but in the sense that I always miss a bike trail, or make a left hand turn two blocks late, causing me to have to bike up an incredibly steep incline.
All in all, things are good. My house is lovely. It's even clean! My housemates are nice, really nice actually! Nicer than I remembered. It helps that the last tenant was somewhat of a disaster; they think I'm great! And get this, tomorrow night my chef housemate is making us ribs for dinner. So far, so good. Every so often I catch a beautiful view of the ocean and mountains and remember where exactly I am.
I find it really encouraging that I can actually pull a move like this off. I'm on my way to getting a second job. The two possibilities I'm hoping for are a health food store or a shoe store. It seems like a lot of places are hiring, so my timing is pretty good. The butcher shop has turned out (in this short amount of time) to be great. The boss is really excited about the store, and it's great to work for a store I really believe in. Can you believe that in between the cow being born and it ending up in a customers hands, there is a maximum of twenty people who've dealt with it!?! Honestly.
Well there's an update. Hope all is well back east. (I feel funny saying that)