The past 4 months
So the past 4 months really have been crazy. Work is insane. For awhile I was wondering why I left my cushy 5 day a week job that I always got done in 2 days for this hectic, frantic paced 80 hour a week job. I thought I gave up working those kinds of hours YEARS ago! I've earned a slower pace! But then I realized how awesome the company is even though my big, bad bureacratic nightmare company took us over and I'm happy. Really, happy.
BUT, in answer to Isabelle's e-mail: Train Guy (yes, he's still with me) took me to the Adirondacks for our weekend away. (I won't even bother linking to the post because it's only referenced about 4 posts down. Go ahead and refresh your memory. I'll wait.) It was gorgeous and restful and we ate and drank way too much and completely disappointed his Mother when she heard it was just a weekend away and her precious first-born had NOT proposed. We are years away from that, People. Really.
What else, what else... oh yeah! So remember how I met Train Guy? Yeah, I met him waiting in line at 30th Street Station during a transit strike when the train lines went down. He was this adorable kid who kept interrupting my conversation with a perfectly lovely woman who is an architect? Anyway, mild flirting for a few months, a hot first date at which I thought he was picking me up in his father's car and 18 months later he's moved in. That's right. We're living in sin.
OK, back to work. More to post tomorrow.
BUT, in answer to Isabelle's e-mail: Train Guy (yes, he's still with me) took me to the Adirondacks for our weekend away. (I won't even bother linking to the post because it's only referenced about 4 posts down. Go ahead and refresh your memory. I'll wait.) It was gorgeous and restful and we ate and drank way too much and completely disappointed his Mother when she heard it was just a weekend away and her precious first-born had NOT proposed. We are years away from that, People. Really.
What else, what else... oh yeah! So remember how I met Train Guy? Yeah, I met him waiting in line at 30th Street Station during a transit strike when the train lines went down. He was this adorable kid who kept interrupting my conversation with a perfectly lovely woman who is an architect? Anyway, mild flirting for a few months, a hot first date at which I thought he was picking me up in his father's car and 18 months later he's moved in. That's right. We're living in sin.
OK, back to work. More to post tomorrow.
posted by E at
Thursday, June 07, 2007
2 Comments:
OMG! UR Back!
THANK GOD!
was getting a tad bit worried about ya!
and missing your glorious insight into the world.
and i have to ask - is your company hiring? in Dallas? I am in search of a new gig!
Well it sounds wonderful, not just the living in sin part, but the being Happy at work and in life too!
So glad you're writing...can't wait for more tidbits!
-lil'sis
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