Backing up a couple of weeks -- I decided to use some of my time off between jobs to spend some time with my parents and j2 at the bungalow in the Catskills. There's something about being at the bungalow that immediately helps me to relax. The weather was a little gloomy and rainy on Friday, but that didn't stop us from exploring, or me from dancing in the kitchen in a poncho that I have had since I was seven. Like ya do:
The weather was much better on Saturday and I was finally able to get in a run. I love running down Murphy Road, though I always seem to block out the hills until I'm back on them (and cursing the whole time). It was Saturday, which meant that there were fewer people on the road (due to it being Shabbat), so it was just me and the road for almost the entire run.
And an added bonus was getting to spend some time with my aunt and uncle. They have a beautiful summer house not too far from the bungalow and j2 and I spent Saturday afternoon with them. I helped my uncle with his rock wall, which in case you're wondering, is something he built on the side of the two-story barn. It involved me climbing up to the top, without a rope, on loose holds, so I could switch out the rope. Even though it was pretty easy as far as climbs can go, I was pretttty terrified (as was j2) to be without a rope. My aunt came out in the middle and yelled "look at you! You're like a professional. I'm taking a picture and sending it to your mother!". Luckily I was tied into a rope at that point otherwise I would have been in a world of trouble because, yes, I'm 30 years old and my mother is still terrifying to me at time). We also had a cooking lesson where she taught me and j2 to make sauce. Every Italian needs to know how to make a good, solid sauce. I don't get to see my family nearly as much as I would have liked, so I tried to soak up every bit of time with them.
We left my aunt and uncle before sunset so that we wouldn't get lost in the dark coming out of the mountains. We decided to make a short detour so I could show j2 one of the "famous" covered bridges, and also, to get some ice cream from Stewarts. It was a great way to end the day.
We had to leave pretty early on Sunday so we could make it back in time for the Red Sox game. My mother tried to guilt/cajole/beg me to stay for another day, but I didn't want to deal with holiday weekend traffic. Before I knew it, it was off to Fenway to watch the Sox play (and lose to, hehe) the Orioles. The game was fine, though by the middle of the (very long) game, I found myself lagging, as the busy weekend seemed to catch up with me all at once.
I was able to sleep in on Monday, and woke up to some gorgeous weather. Lu and I made our way out to Hale reservation to do some hiking and exploring. Neither of us had heard of it before that day, so it was totally new for both of us. After a couple of hours of hiking, we decided to head back home, which was, coincidentally, just in time for a tornado warning. Not something that happens all that often in Boston! While there was no tornado, we did drive through some pretty intense downpours, and by the time we made our way back to Somerville, many of the roads were totally flooded. What an eventful end to a peaceful day.
That brings us to dun dun dunnnn - FIRST DAY OF WORK! I started my new job a week and a half ago and it's been wonderful, exciting, overwhelming, and exhausting. I've already been assigned to a few events, one of which includes a 1500 person lecture with a cookout, reception, and post-event discussion. I have to keep reminding myself that yes, I can do this and no, I will not totally destroy the event. Luckily everyone in my new office has been incredibly warm and welcoming. It's been nice to be back in an office environment where a majority of the people are closer to my age. There's definitely a camaraderie between everyone and I'm looking forward to getting to know all of the ladies (and two gentlemen -- welcome to the world of development!) a lot better.
The biggest adjustment has definitely been the hours. It's only 12 miles from my apartment, but I have to drive on the highway through Boston. Getting there in the morning has been alright - taking me about 35 to 40 minutes but evening traffic has been beyond brutal - taking over an hour. Also, summer hours are 8:00-5:15pm (as opposed to 8:30-5:00pm for the rest of the year) due to the short work week. That means I leave my house by no later than 7:30am to make it on time, and don't make it home until after 6:00pm. It's a far cry from what used to be my 30 minute commute, which could be made even shorter by biking. I keep telling myself that it's only for another month. Once I move into j2's condo, and I go back to five day work weeks, the commute will be much, much better - only about 20 minutes each way on side roads. I don't want to complain too much, especially since having Fridays off has been pretty fantastic.