I'm Here...

but my brain is still traveling!

I am officially in Atlanta and have officially started my new job. It's looking good so far, for many reasons.

I'm fascinated with working in the city. I'm not sure if it's the people watching, the tall buildings, or getting high off the car fumes...but it's fascinating.

The people are good, really good...so far. It looks like I'll have a pretty good team and will get to meet some cool people. It's about damn time!

I'm currently staying in a hotel right next door to where I work. I'm not sure it's really clicked in yet that I'm permanently here. I still fill like I'm on a trip...like a business trip or something.

I'm trying to decided between renting a condo near where I work, something I've always wanted to do (live in a condo in the city) or buying a house a little outside the city. Both have tons of pros and cons. So far, outside the city is winning....but I'm going to wear this decision out.

I feel like a zombie. I have not been able to catch up on my sleep yet. I usually have no problem sleeping in hotels, but I am now. Even the $12 box of Nyquil from the vending machine isn't helping much. I think it's a mix of still popping up, thinking I'm driving, nervous that I'll sleep in the next day, so many things on my mind or I haven't consumed enough alcoholic beverages!

And the traveling isn't done yet. Saturday I drive 4 hours to my mom's and drive back Monday where I will then fly to Kansas City and then return Friday.

Piece of advice:

Don't burn popcorn in the hotel. No, it wasn't me...but I about shit myself when the fire alarms went off!