Look at that stupid thing. With its silly little drawers and its wooden frame. Pfft.

In reality, it’s just a simple four drawer dresser from Ikea, which I definitely needed because I’ve been living out of a suitcase my mother lent me, and I need to return it eventually. This project was my first two-day project, and in total took me about six hours to complete. Nothing went horribly wrong per se, it’s just that Ikea is Satan incarnate, as it turns out. As you can probably tell from my demeanor, I’ve never assembled anything from Ikea before, but I figured for something as simple as a dresser, it couldn’t be that bad.

My first two Home Improvement Projects weren’t exactly the highest caliber works of craftsmanship. For example, putting more than two or three articles of clothing on the clothes rack caused it to bend, shake, and warp, and the rope around the bed came undone approximately once a day. So my third Home Improvement Project was setting right what I had previously done so, so wrongly. And it’s the weekend, which means that after my workout and shower, the sky was the limit as far as errand-running was concerned.

I’ve survived my first (nearly) whole week of work. Granted, it was mostly filling out forms, hearing about benefits packages and retirement plans, and going to developer workshops to get synced up with various company policies and infrastructure. Not that it wasn’t interesting (it was), but I’m not a fan of how little I’ve gotten to contribute thus far. I understand it’ll take time to get caught up to speed, I’m certainly not unfamiliar with the concept, though I’d like to start actively applying myself to it. Aside from actual work, there are a few things I hope to accomplish, once the orientation presentations start to quiet down next week and I start to fall into a consistent schedule.

Don’t worry, I’m not going to post about every single night I spend in the box truck, but this one was markedly different than the first, and deserves to be noted as such. When it was bed time last night, I wasn’t feeling the same type of anxiousness that pervaded the previous night. I was much more relaxed and confident. I still did my best to be quiet, but I wasn’t stopping every few seconds to make sure that nobody was watching. The overall experience was much more pleasant this time around, and I slept like a small child.

I did it.

And by it I mean sleeping in the box truck for the first time. I still have a corporate apartment until Sunday, but I wanted to try out living in the box truck, because at least I still have the flexibility of normal human housing, and this way, I could work out any potential kinks.

Okay, maybe that’s a little bit dramatic, once I was in there, it really just felt like being home, in my own bed. It was pretty comfortable, especially for a mattress that only cost me $99. The eventual goal is still to get a super comfortable memory-foam, fancy-shmancy bed, mainly because I feel that without a solid sleep foundation, the rest of my day suffers and I end up using caffeine as a crutch. Not ideal.