I know you’ve all been dying to hear about the jobette. It’s been going well so far. Everyone is super nice – very possibly the nicest people I have ever worked with – and they’re always saying how great it is to have me there and thanking me for doing the slightest thing. And I love having a dog join our weekly staff meetings.
You may be surprised to hear that I have already gotten the place way more organized. I tend to be very organized at work, not so organized otherwise. For example, there’s a pile of Christmas letters I’ve been meaning to answer on my desk at home. And it’s MARCH.
All in all, it’s pretty much the perfect jobette for me.
Here’s my office from the outside:
You can tell it was a house (well, cottage) not too long ago. The kitchen doubles as the conference room and features bright orange counters and yellow and orange floral floor tiles. That 70s kitchen!
View from my desk:
The fence is where the tailless Siamese cat next door takes his daily constitutional, stopping to be admired.
I was delighted by this tableau across the street:
And this little sticker near some calla lilies*, who seem to be taking it seriously:
The ocean is at the foot of the street:
There you have it!
*They grow like weeds by the side of the road here. I am always taken aback by what people will pay for them in the city. Also they look more funereal than bridal to me.