#moving again

To complete my master’s I have to do a 6-month internship, which I’ll be doing at Ifremer…in Normandy. Nova and I have to move across the country again, this time towards a cold and rainy climate. But I’m excited : I’ll be studying different methods on estimating dolphin/seal by-catch. Meaning, I’ll be doing hardcore statistics. Which is a little hilarious since I’ve always yelled on every rooftop how much my brain cannot comprehend stats. It does (better) now, and I can’t wait to be completely thrown into that universe, with the hopes of coming out of it a more experienced statistical biologist. And funny : my childhood dream has always been to have my future somehow tied to orcas, and while I’m very aware of the logistics of that dream, I’ve also subconsciously been gearing my life towards that goal. I went from a Bachelor in Wildlife Sciences (ahem, more management than sciences but) to a Master’s in Marine Sciences (fucking hardcore sciences with crazy ass level math and stats) and now my internship is somewhat related to cetaceans in some way. I’m hoping to go the PhD route too once I’m done. But I’m also very much okay with doing conservation/consulting stuff. One of my classes made me réalise I was pretty good at that too. I’m okay with both paths if one doesn’t work out. I’m also okay with none of them working out, and doing something different (I heavily looked into being a dog trainer when I couldn’t find an internship). I’m excited. Writing in French is still an absolute hassle, the math involved behind stat models gives me brain damage, and I’ve been cohabitating with stress for the past few months…but we’re doing good. Nova’s gotten a tad chunky, I’m not taking him out as often and I’m using his food for mental stimulation, but I know this is a just a finite wave that will come to an end and we’ll go back to our usual shenanigans.

Since I’ll be alone in Normandy, I’ve looked into dog clubs to do obedience work or agility. Puppy mitters will be entertained again, and I plan on continuing teaching him a proper heel (i’ve finally figured out which buttons to use).

@helly-watermelonsmellinfellon and I both knew this wasn't going to be a permanent move.

The non stop drama from the guy Dave does work for, to the alcoholic friend Dave moved into the house that doesn't pay any bills and has only bought food a few times and put gas in the van, to the bullshit about the electric bill that I did warn Dave about is just too much.

Those idiot males got it into their heads that I have all this money so I can pay for it. Mind you, none of those imbeciles know my finances. I have a fixed limited income. It's not like I shit $50s all the damn time. I already pay for the household bills (except electric) and car insurance. Idiots!!!

I haven't been able to change my address at the post office because the new law makes it difficult for disabled people the get it done. Now, I need to get another PO Box. I just don't have it right now. The car insurance wiped me out.

I also have to go apartment hunting again. We just can't afford a private landlord. This state caters to the wealthy because we're next to the Atlantic Ocean.

T.S. Eliot

“We don’t actually fear death; we fear that no one will notice our absence”

-bones