Well, I've just started my job in a small town far away from Montréal, where I used to live. I'll keep the name of the town quiet, so that none of my students could accidentally google my blog. (Let's call it Neicilef-tnais).
I've been here three days now, and I'm adapting slowly. My stress level is slowly going down after arriving here. I was quite anxious about the new job and all, but now that I'm starting to figure my way around things, my blood pressure seems to have dropped a bit. My collegues are very nice to me, my courses' outlines are almost done, my books are ordered (except for one) and I can already start working on my actual classes (and it's only my second day here!). I've come to the conclusion that I should be able to survive through the year here.
I'm still not completely comfortable. I haven't taken all the stuff out of my bags yet, and I haven't had the courage to make myself a complete meal. I haven't exercised much either... even though I have enough time to do it, my will power isn't there. I can see I'm losing weight though... but I wouldn't be happy to lose all my muscle strength over being lazy. I'll get on that tomorrow. Things should get in order after a while.
I will still miss my girlfriend though... :( My heart aches real bad when I go to sleep alone... and it's even worst when I get up in the morning to find myself all alone in my single bed. Though it is a wonderful-stressful thing to start life in a better paid job, it can't compare to the joy of having your loved one near.
I do hope that my loneliness here will bring in some ulterior reward... but I guess only time will tell.