Back to work on Monday

I walked out of the train station on my first day of work dressed in my new suit and shoes wearing make-up and hose. I was part of a wave of easily 100 people crossing the street on the way to their various destinations. I looked up at the many skyscrapers in the Post Office Square area giddy at the thought that only a 5 minute walk away was my office. The right hand side portion of the mass of bodies peeled off to go to the Dunkin' Donuts. I proceeded up the street and was happy to find a far less crowded Peet's Coffee on the right. I walked up to my office building and took the elevator to the 23rd floor. I was going to be working in Boston (and have a much better view that a parking lot in Carlsbad).



The week flew by. I was busier than I probably ever was at a law firm, and I think that it is only going to get more hectic. Billing is not going to be a problem at all.



The train ride is longer than it was in San Diego, but it is all (potentially) productive train ride-- not train and bus and walk. Worcester is the start of the line, so I can get on the train as soon as I arrive at the station and work if I am so inclined. At the end of the line, I have a 5 minute walk to the office. One of these days I am going to have to allocate some time to stop at the open air market on the way back to the train. The greens that they sell look lovely, and they will not be around much longer.

My parents get back from Ireland on Monday. Jason and I have settled into the house well. Jason will have to start getting up early with me to drive me to the train station as leaving my parents' car there all day will no longer be an option. It will not be long before they are off to Florida though. Jason's job hunt is going well. He has been talking to a lot of people, which is the first step anywhere.

One of the good things about being here is being able to spend time with friends without being rushed. I spent all of yesterday afternoon and evening with my friend Grace and her daughters running around to the interesting local markets and having dinner. (Jason is off camping for the weekend with Jim, Grace's husband, and a bunch of other guys near Woodstock, VT.) Last weekend a bunch of us went to the Hyland Brewery, which also happens to be an orchard (apples and peaches) and a petting zoo. We ran into some people that we knew (an obligatory activity out here). The leaves are starting to change, and the wet summer means that the reds should be brilliant.