Yesterday I started the job at SIB and so far I love it. I'm rusty after a little over two years without access to all of the databases, and I have access to about 5 or 6 new ones that I knew existed but didn't have a password for, but overall I feel like given a bit more time I'll be just as good as my colleagues. While SIB has a smaller staff, they also only have a fraction of the work and while I'm still working my way through piles of administrative onboarding they understand that I can't be fully devoted to the queue (or the inbox, as they call it).

It's strange to not be so understaffed that we have ten times what we can realistically handle and it's a feeling I want to get used to since what was happening at LIB was RIDICULOUS and taught me exactly how a business should never be run. In all conversations about my former employment I force myself to remain stubbornly upbeat though, since that chapter is done and it won't benefit me in any way to drag that along with me. Also, since at least three of my current colleagues worked for LIB in the distant past and they remember it as a far more functional workplace than what it evolved into, why tarnish their memories?

This morning I woke up at 9, went to yoga, and still made it back in time to start my shift at 1. I am enjoying the 1-10 shift even though I've always worked daytime before but the adjustment seems to be going fine. It's more of a problem to get my parents to not walk in and start asking me about when I want to eat or tell random stories, but that's why I plan on moving out. Not just for personal privacy, but for proper work privacy as well since there are no doors I can close on a workspace here without shutting myself in a small bedroom or tiny closet.

So far so good, and I hope it continues on in that way. Maybe this is the start of a truly new chapter in my life that won't suck.