In the last two weeks, I had my first day at a new job, my first day of school, my first call home to a parent, my first role call… so many firsts. Did I not tell you this was happening? Oh yea… it’s happening.
It’s happening in a very real way. I know because I spent the entire day on my feet, because I’m losing weight despite the extraordinary amount of chocolate I am also eating, because I have an apple on my desk. No lie. I got an apple on the first day. An apple timer, as it turns out. But an apple, nonetheless.
It’s exciting. It’s exhausting. It’s mostly exhausting. I’m cooking a lot still, and new recipes will be up sometime after I’m home during hours when it’s light outside and can therefore take pictures of my food. That’s not a weird reason to want shorter hours at work, is it?