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Almost Home
Jan. 16th, 2006 11:59 amI'm in Chris' house today, almost my house too. I brought as much stuff as I could bring in my car this weekend, mostly clothes, and now I have a closet that's filling fast. Still, I think it's larger than the closet in my apartment, which is good, since a lot of stuff will be going in there until I can sort out things and find out what I can start putting where.
This morning, since this is a holiday for us financial folks - both for the old employer and the new, I've been taking the time to go over all of the new information about benefits and culture and rules for my new employer. There's little differences, as expected, but I suspect that the real culture shock will come when I have to start learning the new systems.
I've been filling out the forms online this morning, which is pretty cool. The new company is much bigger than the old, so they have greater resources to do things like forms online.
Two things I'm not liking, but it's the price you pay for taking a chance, I only get two weeks of vacation, I had gotten four at the old employer, partially because I'd been around more than five years. The other is that my 401(k) contributions won't get the match for a year. To me that's lost wages. Still, my average employment in a job is now five years, so I guess I'll be fine over time.
This leap has certainly started to develop several little fears. Certainly one is my being able to deliver to the new employer what I sold them. It's a step back, and I'll be taking more orders than giving them, and having to work with more goals that others create than creating my own. I just have to set my frame of mind back to learning instead of training and making sure I'm ready to work and motivated to succeed.
I'll be working in a part of the retirement business I've stayed away from for some time, so that will be an interesting change, but I'm dealing with clients again, and have to remember that, and focus on service, not my fellow reps.
Now at home, the apartment is in chaos, but it's a good chaos, but my worry there is that many of the things I need to be completed, like getting the storage unit with Dad, making sure we have the time to move all of the stuff in storage to it, and getting movers to move my stuff to that storage area. Pretty much all of the furniture goes there.
Of course, moving in is a concern, too. I've lived with a roommate before, but living with a partner is a different thing, since we are supposed to do things together. Sure, we'll both need our space sometimes, and it will be another learning process to read those times, and find where to go when it happens. I guess that we're kind of missing a step going directly from Long Distance Relationship Partners to Live-Together guys.
I know we had a little misunderstanding a week ago where I was talking about how to get out of my lease, which I can't, and he was wondering if I could transfer it to an apartment in Dallas. I thought that he was saying that I should get an apartment and not move in with him, and it put me into a funk, feeling that I wasn't wanted. I was wrong, though, and the next day we fixed it, and Chris said, hey, it's time to come home.
Luckily, Chris has been as welcoming as possible, and has listened to me rattle on and on about this moving thing. I guess when I really get into something, I want to try to jump on it and get everything set as soon as possible. We ran out to get closet organizer items so I'd have a place for my socks, but I've also been pushing on him to start looking at new desks for the office and trying to figure out how to get another towel hanger set up in his bathroom.
Luckily he's already started to set up the television for me with satellite service. He might be able to live without television, but I haven't gotten to that space yet. Heck Project Runway is on!
It's going to take some time before I can stop calling this Chris' house, and start to call it our home. Maybe when I help pay taxes on it, or when we can afford to replace the stove together. Maybe he'll let me hang up some of my photos and posters...but I need to be patient. I know I'm rushing this, and need to think about the long term. I'm here for the long haul. Maybe I should watch my lesbian tendency to instantly nest.
I'm trying to be careful not to throw too many changes towards Chris. He's already having his home invaded, and I wonder how some of my quirks will go over. Heck, I've never gotten into my usual morning routine, radio on with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lfkbear's morning show while I'm in the shower, my rarely changing breakfast food (sausage biscuits with a glass of milk and a glass of grape juice), and trying to dress and read LJ at the same time. This after being woken up by U2 playing Even Better Than The Real Thing blaring out the clock radio's speakers.
Who knows - I'm sure it will take time for me to get used to him, too. I'm sure something's going to surprise me. As long as he's not a serial killer, I guess other things are negotiable, right?
Well, I have to get back to understanding how in the world the company's HMO works. I better be able to keep my doctor - heck, he's here in Dallas unlike my dentist, so one less thing to change, right?
Change is the keyword for 2006. Now I have to figure out what I can control and what I can let go, so I don't driving myself, and Chris, absolutely crazy.
This morning, since this is a holiday for us financial folks - both for the old employer and the new, I've been taking the time to go over all of the new information about benefits and culture and rules for my new employer. There's little differences, as expected, but I suspect that the real culture shock will come when I have to start learning the new systems.
I've been filling out the forms online this morning, which is pretty cool. The new company is much bigger than the old, so they have greater resources to do things like forms online.
Two things I'm not liking, but it's the price you pay for taking a chance, I only get two weeks of vacation, I had gotten four at the old employer, partially because I'd been around more than five years. The other is that my 401(k) contributions won't get the match for a year. To me that's lost wages. Still, my average employment in a job is now five years, so I guess I'll be fine over time.
This leap has certainly started to develop several little fears. Certainly one is my being able to deliver to the new employer what I sold them. It's a step back, and I'll be taking more orders than giving them, and having to work with more goals that others create than creating my own. I just have to set my frame of mind back to learning instead of training and making sure I'm ready to work and motivated to succeed.
I'll be working in a part of the retirement business I've stayed away from for some time, so that will be an interesting change, but I'm dealing with clients again, and have to remember that, and focus on service, not my fellow reps.
Now at home, the apartment is in chaos, but it's a good chaos, but my worry there is that many of the things I need to be completed, like getting the storage unit with Dad, making sure we have the time to move all of the stuff in storage to it, and getting movers to move my stuff to that storage area. Pretty much all of the furniture goes there.
Of course, moving in is a concern, too. I've lived with a roommate before, but living with a partner is a different thing, since we are supposed to do things together. Sure, we'll both need our space sometimes, and it will be another learning process to read those times, and find where to go when it happens. I guess that we're kind of missing a step going directly from Long Distance Relationship Partners to Live-Together guys.
I know we had a little misunderstanding a week ago where I was talking about how to get out of my lease, which I can't, and he was wondering if I could transfer it to an apartment in Dallas. I thought that he was saying that I should get an apartment and not move in with him, and it put me into a funk, feeling that I wasn't wanted. I was wrong, though, and the next day we fixed it, and Chris said, hey, it's time to come home.
Luckily, Chris has been as welcoming as possible, and has listened to me rattle on and on about this moving thing. I guess when I really get into something, I want to try to jump on it and get everything set as soon as possible. We ran out to get closet organizer items so I'd have a place for my socks, but I've also been pushing on him to start looking at new desks for the office and trying to figure out how to get another towel hanger set up in his bathroom.
Luckily he's already started to set up the television for me with satellite service. He might be able to live without television, but I haven't gotten to that space yet. Heck Project Runway is on!
It's going to take some time before I can stop calling this Chris' house, and start to call it our home. Maybe when I help pay taxes on it, or when we can afford to replace the stove together. Maybe he'll let me hang up some of my photos and posters...but I need to be patient. I know I'm rushing this, and need to think about the long term. I'm here for the long haul. Maybe I should watch my lesbian tendency to instantly nest.
I'm trying to be careful not to throw too many changes towards Chris. He's already having his home invaded, and I wonder how some of my quirks will go over. Heck, I've never gotten into my usual morning routine, radio on with
lfkbear's morning show while I'm in the shower, my rarely changing breakfast food (sausage biscuits with a glass of milk and a glass of grape juice), and trying to dress and read LJ at the same time. This after being woken up by U2 playing Even Better Than The Real Thing blaring out the clock radio's speakers.Who knows - I'm sure it will take time for me to get used to him, too. I'm sure something's going to surprise me. As long as he's not a serial killer, I guess other things are negotiable, right?
Well, I have to get back to understanding how in the world the company's HMO works. I better be able to keep my doctor - heck, he's here in Dallas unlike my dentist, so one less thing to change, right?
Change is the keyword for 2006. Now I have to figure out what I can control and what I can let go, so I don't driving myself, and Chris, absolutely crazy.
