The first thing I’d like to transmit since my last post is this: it’s exhausting to go from completely and utterly unemployed to four days of intense, but magnificent, training and then traveling a few hundred miles to commence a new job. My time spent in New York City was short-lived since I shipped off to Rochester, NY immediately to start my new gig as Mobile Facilitator.

I woke up Friday morning an hour later than I had planned. Apparently I managed to smack the snooze button precisely on my phone and silence the buzz I set to wake me before the car service picked me up. It was 5:46am the next time I opened my eyes and a missed call launched my worst fears: I’d missed the car service, hence my flight, hence stuffed my new job in the poop shoot. Let’s call that panic. The car service was patiently waiting outside and I had cautiously planned for such an event so my bags were packed, clothes were ready to slip into and my B.O. wasn’t that bad, which meant missing a rinse wouldn’t be devastating for whomever shared the 45-minutes with me on the plane. Three hours late I was in Rochester, NY. Below was one of my first views.

The first day of work was memorable. I’ve already learned one thing about my new job: people can go from dim traces of light to overwhelmingly bright in just a matter of moments. Happy 4th.

 

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