Work ch, ch, ch, ch, changes
As I mentioned a few times, Lo started his new job a few weeks ago. We met at work, so we’ve worked in the same building since 2005 (started dating in 2006), so it’s been a big change for both of us (though more for him obviously). So here’s how it’s shaking down…
When we moved to Dublin 2 years ago, we’ve driven to work together most days too, which means Lo driving and me playing on my phone or napping (mostly napping for the last year since I was either pregnant or exhausted, or up through the night with Jenson and exhausted). He dropped me off at the door and picked me up (this started when I was sick and pregnant, and just continued because it was easy enough) – and picking me up at the end of the day got us home 10-15 minutes earlier because we’d beat traffic. He also always had money or a credit card when I regularly forgot my purse. Oh – and if I screwed something up on my computer, he could fix it without me having to tell anyone else how dumb I was. Everyone keeps asking how I’m doing having to drive myself to work (I’m capable..I’m a big girl and have driven myself plenty of times).
However, it is pretty funny that the first day “on my own”, the gas light came on while I was on my way to work. No big deal…I’ll just stop after work or on my lunch to get gas. Well, um…I forgot my purse. There’s always a little cash in the car, so I could have stopped for gas, but I had enough to make it home and was in a hurry to get home since Lo was going to be late, so I just drove home.
Funny thing about needing gas…I don’t think I’ve ever put gas in this car! We’ve had it for a year and a half, but Lo never wanted me to put gas in the gas while I was pregnant (which was a month after we bought the car). I have since put gas in the car when the light came on again on the way to work, but I didn’t know which side the tank was on or whether there was a release or the gas door just pulled open (driver’s side, and pulls open).
All in all, the change is fine for both of us. It’s weird not knowing what the other is doing at work, or hearing the same “gossip”. We always could share food if one of us didn’t have lunch and the other had leftovers. And I don’t feel like I should bother him with little (sometimes pointless) emails because it seems different that the email isn’t just going upstairs. I know that’s not the way email works and that it’s the same whether he’s 2 floors up or 20 minutes away, but now he’s always busy – whereas before he wasn’t often too busy. But on the other hand, it’s nice that we just have to make sure one of us is home on time to relieve our sitter. If one of us needs to stop somewhere on the way home or is stuck in traffic, it doesn’t matter. His hours may be somewhat flexible (and were at his old job), but my are exact hours, so he always had to conform to my hours if we drove together. It’s nice to see him excited about work again – change can be overwhelming, but this is a really good opportunity and I think he’s going to thrive at this position.
So now when we decide to buy a cheap house with some acreage, it’ll probably be more east of the city towards his job, instead of north or west like we always assumed.
Oh – one of the parts for Lo is that he no longer has to wear a tie to work, like in the picture below when Jenson visited him at work in December (look how little!!)
