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There are definitely advantages to my new locale, however I have a number of grievances that I feel the need to air:

(1) Still can't find a house. I can't even find a house to look at, let alone rent.

(2) Partly I desperately want a house because I want my stuff. I know I should be a good enough person not to be too materialistic, but I miss my bed, my towels, my books etc.

(3) Am in the middle of a handover of a large matter from The Old Man from the Desert to myself, and it is a total nightmare. He has no filing or other organisational systems, can barely use a computer, doesn't bother to make file notes or memos of what he is doing, and doesn't appear to have saved important documents electronically, meaning I will have to type them out all over again. Because apart from anything, Raisin, the secretary here, is (a) snowed under with stuff from Desert and (b) doesn't seem to like me or be willing to do anything for me. Waaaah.

(4) Am putting on a lot of weight at the moment, even though I'm not eating badly. I've barely been exercising because I don't have a gym at the moment and I've been travelling so much, but normally that wouldn't be enough to cause the amount of weight gain I am experiencing. I did venture out to the local pool last night to do some laps, and it made me realise how much fitness I have lost in just a matter of weeks. It took me almost half an hour to do 20 laps of breaststroke.

(5) I've been really tired all week and I don't seem to be able to shake it. I'm hopefully going to catch up this weekend, although I am thinking of going to aquarobics (for the first time ever) at 9am tomorrow.

(6) The only guy in this office who I find attractive has a girlfriend. Or as he put it, 'partner', which I guess implies more permanency. Not that I ever had a shot with him, or indeed considered it as a remote possibility, but it is nice to dream...