My first week of work was busy, really great, but really busy - and next week looks set to be busier still. There are so many names to remember, so many faces to remember and so much to set up in order for the place to start running smoothly by next week. At least I'm not bored, nothing is worse than staring at a clock that won't go fast enough.
My normal bus ride into the city usually takes around 10minutes, now my bus ride in the freak morning traffic takes half an hour. I have to leave my house at 7.30am in order to get into work at 8.30am - and while some people might think that's a perfectly normal time to leave in the morning, I am not one of them!
I leave work at 5pm, just as its getting dark, and usually get home just after 6pm. I have really been enjoying my walks home from the bus stop at night. The mornings have been freezing cold, but the evenings have been beautiful and temperate. Plus I can see the city when I walk home, all lit up and sparkly in the balmy night.
I also get to indulge in one of my favourite secret (now not so secret) activities - peeking into peoples houses when their lights are on but the curtains aren't shut. I don't exactly walk right up to the window and gawk inside, I just slow down and peek in as I walk past. I love seeing other peoples houses and how they have chosen to decorate their spaces. There is one particular tree lined street rather close to us that I just LOVE walking down and peeking into - think, white walls filled with art, bookcases filled with interesting objects and rooms lit in glowing orange light...
David and I don't own a car here and aren't planning on getting one soon either, so we walk everywhere or use public transport. Today we had to pop out to buy groceries (no chocolate anywhere in the house) and so I threw on some jeans and my lovely hand made vintage wool cape.
This park is a lovely little dog park that we walk through to get to the super market. Its usually filled with dogs playing, but today was rather quiet for some reason... But look, a glimpse of autumn on the ground. Who would have thought?