moving on...

A lot has happened in the last week. My last day was quite interesting, and all the oddities of the year resurfaced, kind of like a "best of" album, or a montage of the "highlights" of the last year. All I could do was laugh, and laugh I did. Out of happiness of getting out and knowing the rediculousness that will continue there without me. I went out on the Friday night to celebrate my freedom.
My first day off, I thought would be relaxing and boring. But instead I got a job offer from one place I interviewed at the week before. I also had another job interview on the phone with another company, and it was all in Dutch, for half an hour. That one didn't work out in the end, but that is ok with me. I decided later in the week to accept the job I was offered. It is an entry level job in the fulfillment area of the supply-chain department, so, logistics. It wasn't anything I was looking for for the past 8 months. But seeing as it was my first offer in 8 months, and it is a stable, mature international company (not Dutch!), and I could hopefully grow in this position, I decided to take it. I will have some income, some stability, and some new things to learn. This job came about through networking, so I guess that really does work. Otherwise, I'd still be unemployed, still searching, and starting to get desparate. I start on the 15th. I have one more week of 'free time', to recuperate and relax after that previous job. I wasn't as excited last week about the job, since it all happened so fast (within a week!), and after such a bad work experience, I am a bit scared and hesitant about how the next one will go. But now I am looking forward next week to starting something new, to being a part of something else. And even if it isn't in my field of study or what I was looking for, hopefully something positive will come out of it and I will learn something new.
In the mean time, I have enjoyed a trip to IKEA, a trip to the dentist (where I found I have 2 cavities), reading time, and some quality time with the buns.
This week I will for sure spend lots of quality time with them, as we are getting another bun. A girlfriend for Bram. He isn't bonded with the other two and is quite lonely. He is more bonded to me now, and while I enjoy that, I think he would appreciate a lady friend to snuggle with at night and hop around with during the day. This will not create more work for us, as we already change two cages, and I vaccuum up a bunch of "dust bunnies" already as it is. But I can definitely understand if people view me as "that crazy bunny lady". I think 4 will have to be our limit for sure. Anything more than that is probably getting out of control, unless we have a bigger house and become foster parents for a local shelter, which won't be happening. We would get one from a shelter, if they were a bit more lenient on their adoption policies. I would love to adopt so many that need a house, but the shelter here makes it so difficult to do so. they even come by for house checks. They can't measure that we will love them and take care of them. All they care about is how big the cage is per rabbit (and they require huge cages!). When the size of apartments here are small to begin with, how can I possibly have a 2 sq meter cage which will take up like 20% of our living room. Anyways, if I were in the US, it would be much easier to adopt a rescued bun. When we move to the US (whenever that may be!), I will do that for sure. But for now, we have "rescued" a girl from a breeder...rescued away from otherwise sketchy people using it for snake-snacks.