Aberdeen, still not home, but almost.
We’re here, living in a bed and breakfast and feeling rather disorientated. No matter how much we tell ourselves that this is now home, it still feels like vacation. At least it’s a fabulous vacation though, this is a wonderful city and I’m so glad we took this chance.
Wednesday afternoon and all day Thursday and Friday were devoted to finding a flat. We think we’ve found a wonderful one, and we met with the landlords Friday night and confirmed details so now it’s just paperwork. It’s nearish to downtown, a long walk to my work, and reasonable for wherever Cory finds a job. That took a lot of stress off this weekend, and we’ve just been relaxing and celebrating Cory’s 29th birthday. I’ve been keeping a journal and when we get a chance I’ll type up some of the entries and add them here.
Tomorrow’s my first day of work, wish me luck.