So, what I was going to say…
As the days get shorter, I get more and more settled into my new life. It’s almost as though it's not that new, although last weekend marked only my 3 month anniversary (mes-iversary?) down under.
My weekday schedule is more predictable than it has been in years. I've been hitting the gym fairly regularly before work and then get to my desk (not too early, mind you) and eat brekkie as I start my day.
I got up really early on Wednesday last (5:30AM) in order to get to a spin class at the gym. The only AM classes they have are at 6:45, although I'd prefer a 7:30 option as it means I don’t have to get up as ridiculously early. But if I don't go to a class in the morning, I just don't go. It wasn't as difficult as I'd feared, though the bikes have smaller and harder bike seats that I'm not used to, so my bum (that's Aussie for ass) was pretty sore for a few days. And I must admit, while the classic rock was okay, I missed the KBCO- style spin classes I took in
Once a week, I meet with my trainer who is VERY different than Katie, my trainer friend in BoCo. Katie, for example, never complained to me about how she frequently ended relationships with great guys because they weren't "well-endowed" enough. Given that I'm fairly laid back, this information doesn't bother me; however, it does seem an odd thing to discuss with a new client (I mean brand new- -this confession came about 7 minutes into our first session!) She has also detailed how she and her friends have a technique they use on first dates, wherein they inspect their date's parts. She calls it a CSI: a "C--k Size Investigation". I appreciate this because I love a good pun, but again, not entirely appropriate at 7:30 in the morning on your second meeting.
And I don't love how she keeps saying "Oh you're working so hard, Sheryl. Soon you'll be thin and then you'll be pretty" because, frankly, 1) thin is really not a realistic goal and 2) I'm pretty now!
But she makes me laugh and makes me work out so I'm sticking with it.
Work is still going well. The first round of OSCEs- the exams with lots of SPs in use- are this week so it’s my first real "test". We'll see how it goes. My boss is still really cool and I really love my office mates, though I'm moving offices- off campus no less:-( - in a few weeks. I'll miss the girls but the person replacing me is a pompous ass of a faculty member so they'll likely miss me more!
I'll be interested to see if an incredible natural phenomenon that I've witnessed will take place at the new office as well. Now, I look out over beautiful deciduous trees whereas my view will be changing to a concrete car park. Last week, I was shocked and annoyed to hear the familiar peck-peck-pecking sound of a woodpecker. Many of you know that I've fought woodpeckers outside my home office in
And in celebration of the old adage that you get what you pay for...and a revisiting of an earlier blog, I've included a photo of the oven mitts I bought at the $2 shop when I first arrived. Turns out, even though they match the colours of our feature wall, they're flammable :-)
I’m also including some pictures from my first Aussie Girls’ Night Out. Five of us went to see Sex and the City. In the interest of staying spoiler-free, and to avoid offending any producers, should they find their way to my blog and want to develop a new HBO series, I will keep my opinions (and there are some strong ones!) to myself. But the cosmos were good and the company was better!
Look, Sarah Jessica is drinking with us!
Hanna and Helen
Maria and Helen and Carrie
All the girls: Dinesha, Hanna, Me, Maria and Hels