Yet another anniversary

A year ago today, I arrived in Austin. By the 9th, we had found an apartment and were not living out of hotels and suitcases.

I'm not really loving the whole Austin experience. I don't drive a truck, like live music, or drink alcohol. The weather doesn't suit my temperament and I remain not acclimated to the geography. My office lunch buddy today told me that I'm the first person he's met who doesn't love Austin and want to stay here forever.

My official position remains "Austin is okay."

But how much of that is the cross product of "I didn't come here willingly" and "Cat hates it here?"