I am feeling very lame. After just 3 weeks and 2,444 miles logged, I have quit my glamorous new job in Boulder. I can't help thinking that I'll live to regret this decision. But it's not as if there were many tears shed, or they begged me to stay. So perhaps, it was stupid of me to have even tried in the first place. No sour grapes, just disappointment that it should be so hard to make a living.
The good news is that I start my other new job tomorrow. Closer to home, slightly less glamorous, but I can live with that. For now, anyway.
