As Elise mentioned a couple of days ago, we officially moved into our new digs. Pretty happy to finally have a true “home base” after what feels like a decade of pseudo vagrancy. There is nothing like sitting on the floor of a property you outright own with a true sense of independence. No mortgage feels better than I could ever imagine.
The downside is, we have no furniture until Tuesday. I am currently using a coffee table as a desk – this is my current work space. Clearly less than optimal for cranking out content, but at least it’s something and everything works.
I cannot emphasize how much I miss having a desk. I did consider hijacking the kitchen table, but I like my external monitor and full sized keyboard too much, so the floor will have to do. Once Tuesday rolls around I will spend the day micromanaging my future work space to be as optimal as I can possibly make it.
The last time I had an office was in April 2014, and since then I have had to work in a fluid, non-permanent environment. Someone with my kind of obsessive mindset really needs his own system to flourish and being in the status of “moving” for the past couple of years has really messed my rhythm up. 2 more days and I can be me once again.
I did consider buying a rig almost immediately, but with the new RX480 chipset, I think I will wait and see how it plays out once the dust settles and then build a rig for myself and Elise for the optimum price/performance ratio.
Interestingly, my home is right next to the telephone exchange. What this means is that my fiber is direct to the exchange, not cabinet. Along with Zen Internet‘s excellent service, I am benefiting from maximum advertised rates and very low latency. Gotta love these upload speeds:
Sadly, Virgin Media does not service my unit even though they are downstairs (3 levels down). In the future, I will probably have two dedicated internet connections, with one simply for uploading/downloading and the other for browsing/work.
And finally, the following view is what I see every night:
I spent over 5 years in Toronto and it never felt like a city the same way living in the heart of Bournemouth has. No regrets about our choice of address – close proximity to everything, and since we live in a bomb proof mansion block on the top floor, we don’t have to deal with noise from neighbours or anyone else beyond the louts on Friday nights. Even then, we only hear them when we have the windows open.