I'm back among my nerds.
Kathy Griffin always calls gay people "my gays". I think of scientists and engineers as "my nerds". I'm not working for a biotech company anymore, and I can't really specifically discuss the company or the industry where I'm now employed. But I decided today to see if I could remember where the supply room was (I found it. Yay me!) and overheard a conversation among a group of engineers that involved Star Wars and Ray Bradbury and time travel, and open source code, and I knew that I was back among my nerds.
As for the rest of the job, it's OK so far. Not great, because I really hate not knowing what I'm doing. My manager and coworker, who are both very nice, don't really have time to train me, so I'm just left to figure things out, asking whatever questions occur to me whenever someone has a moment. Soon enough, I'll be able to work independently and actually feel like I've contributed something, but that might take a few more days. Meanwhile, I'm close to being able to find my way there and back without the aid of printed directions or GPS.
4yo is due for a promotion. Tomorrow, he attains the rank of 5yo. He's very eager to turn 5, as he is the last 4-year-old among his friends. In fact, he's just popped out of bed for the fifth or so time since 9:30 (this time, to ask me if he can have "a healthy snack"). I hope that he'll go to sleep soon, since I need to wrap his presents, so that I can go to sleep. This working thing? Exhausting.