The year of the tiger

Chinese New Year begins February 1st, and will be the Year of the Tiger. I have the embarrassing distinction of being born in the Year of the Pig, but when a friend ragged me for this, I was happy to inform her that she was born in the Year of the Rat. 

Since last posting, I have lost one job but found another. Although I really liked the job I acquired in July, the sales were too poor for them to keep everyone, so the job went. However, I acquired another one in just a few weeks (more about that later). 

It took me a couple of months to become used to apartment living. I wondered about this, until I realized that I don't think I have lived in an apartment for over 25 years. While the heat didn't work properly for the first weeks - the building went up in 1908 and still has a boiler and radiators - I have decided I like my bachelorette pad. I'm walking distance from downtown, there are plenty of coffee shops to check out, and I don't have any scary neighbors, although one large dog upstairs is a worry.

One concern is that I think Buddy the cat is bored. At my aunt's, he had much more square footage, a better view out windows, and the occasional walk outdoors. Now he's stuck in a one-bedroom flat. I don't think he wants a feline friend, as I baby-sat my first cousin's cat for a week, and they did the best to steer clear of each other.

I think I'll save the new job description for next time.