Since I decided to become a data analyst (yesterday) I’ve been so busy I almost forgot that I had to write to you all today. A grave oversight, I do apologise. My head has been stuck in the numbers. Actually not yet because I’m sort of learning why my head will be stuck in the numbers. But anyway, the epiphany has so far netted some happiness today. I’ve been in a great mood. I’m in a good swing of applying to all the jobs that have become available in the last 24 hours - today it was 5 - and then learning new skills. Perhaps it’s true that learning new things brings you joy, I’m not sure if I noticed that before. I do feel good when I learn some new French words or phrases or grammatical structures. But today I’ve felt something completely different, like I’m unlocking something new inside my brain or touching areas that haven’t been touched in a while. I used to love little formulas at my last job and the various reports I would build and so on. It’s like that but more which is fun. Let’s see how long this lasts, sometimes I think I’m prone to getting latched on to an idea, following the wave a little and then falling off the board. In my case it would be a bodyboard, I’ve never been a surfer. I used to bodyboard on Breton beaches with my grandparents (watching from the shore). I liked a bodyboard because I could hide the shameful part of me, the part that I had shame in, most of my body. You basically lay down on it and no-one has to see you, which is fun. I would go all the way up to where the tide came in to the beach and lay there. In retrospect I was probably looking a little whale-esque. Look at that I’ve fallen off the board again.
So other than the above I’ve not been up to much today. I used to write about the previous day but now it seems I’m writing later and later that it’s becoming Today in Focus, which I think is fine. On the occasions I write in the morning I’m sure it will be because there’s something on my mind.
We’ve just finished a steak with some rice and some tomatoes which was very nice. We thought we’d have a little treat and a steak dinner seemed appropriate. The carbon steel pan that I got for Christmas is well seasoned now and it’s cooking meats so nicely, as long as I remember that I can’t do a pan sauce because all of the lovely oil that I’ve cooked on will strip away with the acid. That’s fine. Who needs a sauce anyway is what saucephobic Inês would say. I ended up just having a little bit of mustard with it. Delicious !
à demain !