Life on the cube farm
I keep wanting to write about life nowadays, but I am just so busy and tired that I haven't had a sufficient stretch of time during which I could write cogently enough to enunciate the particulars of my recent existence. I started work at B&H on August 1st. I proofread product SKUs before they go online. The work itself varies anywhere in a range from puzzlingly interesting to mind-numbingly boring, but there is quite a lot of it to do, I am pretty good at it and keep getting told so by my boss. This is a particularly attractive aspect of the position, as I am not used to getting such frequent, steady positive feedback from my employer. The company itself is really the berries when it comes to employee-friendliness, as well - plenty of time off, cheap insurance, close early Fridays and closed and paid for all Jewish holidays. Also, there is always milk and bread in the lunchroom.
I have my own little cube-desk with a computer with two monitors. I sit and do my work and listen to Grooveshark all day. Even after three and a half weeks, I'm quite unaccustomed to single-tasking and sitting still. I get up about once an hour to stretch my legs and enjoy the benefit of being a well-hydrated multipara. Still, sitting all day has my body aching and I don't know what to do about it. I'm considering getting an exercise ball to replace my desk chair for at least some of the day, but I don't know what kind of ridiculous looks that will garner. I bought a heating pad, which has made the situation a great deal more comfortable, but I am still in pain, my lower torso aches as though I were hugely, heavily pregnant...and I'm not even a little bit pregnant.
I am the only woman in my section, which is quietly awkward. Everyone is very, very kind, but it is difficult to socialize, not only with men, but men who are not my contemporaries. There is one man my age in my group, and we actually do have a lot in common, but it is obviously very important to me to maintain a respectful, tzniusdig boundary. There are more women in other departments on other floors, but I don't really have the courage to go looking for friends. So my weekday existence is kind of a lonely one, made moreso by my pining away for my boys.
I imagine after some time with my evenings free (starting next week), I'll grow used to being gone all day and I imagine I'll come to enjoy a "normal," schedule. But for now, I still miss my old life. I miss the playground and running errands and cooking and keeping house and laying down with Izzy and all of it. I feel like this is a totally different kind of mothering and I just haven't gotten settled in it yet. My nails have grown long because I'm not buckling the stroller or pushing a swing or building legos. It is a hard adaptation to make, but I imagine it will get easier once things have settled.
We are still looking for an apartment. We've decided to move to Crown Heights for the school and community, now we just need a place to live. The uncertainty coupled with the transition to working full time has me more than a little on edge, but I'm trying to focus on the excitement of yay, new job! New house (IYH)! New school! Old friends!....Tishrei?!!
I have my own little cube-desk with a computer with two monitors. I sit and do my work and listen to Grooveshark all day. Even after three and a half weeks, I'm quite unaccustomed to single-tasking and sitting still. I get up about once an hour to stretch my legs and enjoy the benefit of being a well-hydrated multipara. Still, sitting all day has my body aching and I don't know what to do about it. I'm considering getting an exercise ball to replace my desk chair for at least some of the day, but I don't know what kind of ridiculous looks that will garner. I bought a heating pad, which has made the situation a great deal more comfortable, but I am still in pain, my lower torso aches as though I were hugely, heavily pregnant...and I'm not even a little bit pregnant.
I am the only woman in my section, which is quietly awkward. Everyone is very, very kind, but it is difficult to socialize, not only with men, but men who are not my contemporaries. There is one man my age in my group, and we actually do have a lot in common, but it is obviously very important to me to maintain a respectful, tzniusdig boundary. There are more women in other departments on other floors, but I don't really have the courage to go looking for friends. So my weekday existence is kind of a lonely one, made moreso by my pining away for my boys.
I imagine after some time with my evenings free (starting next week), I'll grow used to being gone all day and I imagine I'll come to enjoy a "normal," schedule. But for now, I still miss my old life. I miss the playground and running errands and cooking and keeping house and laying down with Izzy and all of it. I feel like this is a totally different kind of mothering and I just haven't gotten settled in it yet. My nails have grown long because I'm not buckling the stroller or pushing a swing or building legos. It is a hard adaptation to make, but I imagine it will get easier once things have settled.
We are still looking for an apartment. We've decided to move to Crown Heights for the school and community, now we just need a place to live. The uncertainty coupled with the transition to working full time has me more than a little on edge, but I'm trying to focus on the excitement of yay, new job! New house (IYH)! New school! Old friends!....Tishrei?!!