So…now I am getting into the groove again of being an employed person, thank you very much, even if it does mean Baby Griff (my cat) no longer speaks to me. Oh, kitties, you mean little enigmas. He makes me pay for not being around to play ball with him. Or feed him, I’m not sure which he’s annoyed about, really.
New job is going rather well—I was so lucky that I got to begin with a four day week. So far very little in the way of bus crazies and the train is always pleasant. Just half an hour trip, a little less than what I could drive it! It feels a bit bizarre working with lots of math but otherwise I quite enjoy the work. It’s nice having something to do with my days rather than sitting at home.
I took a quick jaunt home the week before work began, which inevitably drained quite a bit of my energy before beginning. But I was quite glad to see my family and friends again (thank you for breakfast, Miss Sarah, and the yummy James Dean!), so I suppose residual sleepiness is an appropriate price to pay. I also finally got to see Old Salem—I lived there five years without ever getting the chance to stop—and it was rather lovely. Very old, smelling of boxwood—a smell I have been informed is a somewhat acquired taste, though I find it lovely and nostalgic rather than putrid—and paved with rocky bricks and cobblestones. I would love to go again when it’s truly open but for now, I’m just glad to have gone at all.
I had planned this to be more of an update than it has become, but I promise to do much better at posting now!
