I love Vancouver! Rain and all too, although it's nice to grumble about it...
I'm getting settled into my work (and love it!), I've gotten quite used to my new supervisor, made new friends, know my peers and colleagues, know my bus routes to my most frequented places, and have already popped my knee. Once I've hobbled in a place, I know I've settled in.
Everything seems perfect, but I feel like my life is somewhat empty.
Why? Because I have not done something for someone else...Favours don't count.
No volunteer work anywhere.
This is ridiculous...I feel like I'm going through withdrawal.