I think we’ll all be happy when I get the first day of work out of the way. It seems like that’s all I’ve been writing about lately. And I know that can’t be very exciting to read about.
Matter of fact, I think my days of adventure might be a thing of the past now that I’m employed in the more traditional sense of the word. So I have no idea what’s to come as far as blogging goes. It could be boring for awhile. Or it could be super exciting.
Honestly, I have no idea what to expect.
All I know is that I have to get up at 5:30am tomorrow to get ready for my first day of work. I’m not much of a morning person, so that will be one of my biggest adjustments. This night owl is going to have to flip her schedule around and become the early bird that gets the worm. There will be much coffee in my future.
Oh, and you know what else is in my future? An Egg McMuffin. I never get to McDonald’s before they flip that breakfast sign to lunch. Who wants lunch at 10:30am? No one. And boy are they militant. When that sign flips, by God breakfast is over. Fini. Kaput. Goodbye. Au revoir hash browns. Hello French fries.
I wish McDonald’s would put the Egg McMuffin on the menu all day long or change lunch to a more civilized start time of 11:30am. Not that they care for my opinion on said matter. I guess if everyone got up at 5:30am a 10:30am lunch could make sense.
All that to say that I’m going to grab an Egg McMuffin for my ferry ride into Boston. Dear Lord I can be verbose.
It’s the little things about working in the city that I’m looking forward to.
Munching on an Egg McMuffin while reading the paper and catching up on current events during the ferry ride into the city. Sounds like an entirely civilized way to get to work, doesn’t it?
Walking the few short blocks to my new very smart looking workplace in the Financial District alongside other very smartly dressed people who work in equally impressive offices. (which will be much more pleasant when it’s not 10º out) I know people talk about how awful the rat race is, but I’m kind of excited to be a part of that.
Having a Dunkin Donuts right across the street from my office. Not exciting to most people but entirely thrilling to this coffee addict.
Going to lunch with coworkers. Now I’m just speculating on this one. I have no idea if people go to lunch or eat it at their desks, but the idea of having lunch with coworkers sounds altogether lovely. Did I mention that there’s a Wagamama super close to the office? For those of you who have no idea what the heck a Wagamama is, it’s a Japanese noodle bar and wildly yummy.
Spending my day with people who understand what the heck I’m saying when I use the words like hashtag, social share, stumble, tweeting (not in the bird sense), traffic (not the automotive type) and repins. Actually, spending my day with people at all now that I think about it. Most of my time is spent by myself. And talking to myself is not as exciting as that might sound.
Having a reason to carry a briefcase. See that briefcase above? I bought that six years ago at a factory outlet in New York knowing that someday I wanted to carry that to work. Little did I know it would be that many years before an office job would materialize. I’m not sure what it is about carrying a briefcase, but it sure feels very grownup. I don’t even know if people carry briefcases anymore. But I didn’t spend $99 for it to go to waste. Even if it’s not fashionable, I’m taking it to work.
I also don’t know if anyone uses a real no kidding day planner anymore. In this day of digital it seems like pen and paper have gone the way of the dinosaur. But this girl needs to write things down in order for stuff to stick. So I will be lugging my ten pound Franklin planner wherever I go. I might be a dinosaur but at least I’ll be an organized dinosaur.
So I guess I’m ready for my first day of work. Tomorrow is my orientation day which is a good way to start. We aren’t expecting any crazy weather, so I think I get to have a good hair day.
My clothes are all laid out and my new boots are ready for the frozen Boston sidewalks. My favorite coffee mug is packed along with packets of Swiss Miss for my signature Melanie Mocha which is one Swiss Miss packet to one large mug of black coffee. Once again, it’s the little things that thrill me.
Charging cords are packed. The ferry schedule is printed out with alternate bus and train routes in case of rough seas. And my camera is ready so that I can capture my first day in proper blogger fashion.
I guess that’s about it. I’ve done everything I can on my end to prepare myself to be useful for my new employer. The next step is theirs and I cannot wait to see what they have in store.
It’s a new chapter in the book of Melanie. Unwritten and eagerly anticipated. To be continued…