I’m uncertain about my feelings…

but should I bother about that? Because when am I not uncertain about them?

I found a new room to live in, and I moved in in October. It has been a turbulent time since then, because it wasn’t that easy to find my place here with the roommate situation. It’s weird to say the least, though I have to to tell this another time, when I can see more clearly.

On the other hand I found work. Freelance work. After 2 years of looking. Finally. It’s sadly not what I wanted, because it’s IT again. I would have rather done some producing work. The job should have started December 1, but due to the pandemic, and our 4th lockdown here in Austria, they weren’t able to get the necessary hardware for me delivered. I’m not sure when my job will actually start, but I hope soon. My financial situation hasn’t gotten any better since my last posting in September. I’m even more in debt and it’s hard to keep afloat. Even when the job starts soon, as it is freelance work I won’t see any money before spring, probably. It’s a tough spot I’m in, but it should become easier once spring arrives. Right now we are only 2 weeks away from winter and the day when days are getting longer again.