Editor Extraordinaire

It's day 2, and I love my new job. Today, everyone who could make it from the Creative Department went out for a team lunch to welcome me. I think there were about 20 of us at this delicious Mexican buffet. (Ps, it's a good thing I wasn't aware that Mexican buffets existed before now. I might be in trouble here. Mexican is my favorite.) My coworkers are nice and welcoming and, best of all, hilarious. They poke fun at each other all the time, and it's just a very relaxed and awesome environment. A couple of them were playing Carcassonne on their iphones with each other, and they were crazy impressed/shocked that I knew what it was.

Also, I have a desk! I have never had my own desk before, and I can't even tell you how excited I am about it. Today I made a voicemail message for my direct line and got my email set up. I'm learning my way around the very maze-like building (seriously, some of the cubes are over six feet tall! Why?!), starting to kinda sorta remember the names of people outside my immediate Editing department, and loving every minute so far. I want to bring cleaning wipes and dust everything in my cube. Think my fellow editors (there are three of us that sit in the "Editors' Lounge") will think I'm crazy? I haven't actually spent much time in my cube or at my desk yet, as I've been training with my boss, which involves doing my work in his office so we can discuss it. It's weird how excited I am to arrange to my liking and fill my drawers with things and decorate.

Oh. Would you like to know about my actual job? So far, I'm rocking it. My red pen is mighty indeed. I miss things, because I'm new, and I don't know exactly how things like formatting work around here, and my eyes are too new to notice things like the font being a half a point off, but I'm doing well. I have a handy editing guide, a dictionary, and lots of people to ask if I have questions. I can't believe I spent so much time flight attending and banking without being anxious to get into my field; now that I'm here, I never want to leave. I truly love commas, guys, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. Editing has been the ultimate goal in my mind for almost ten years now (since summer 2002), and it makes me so, so happy to finally be doing it.


In other adventurous news, I went over to the ginger's place after work on Saturday. I've seen him every weekend since he saved me from the wedding I crashed, usually around 2am. This time, it was 2pm. We hung out for awhile, watched an episode of Sex and the City (seriously.), and then went on a walk and sat and talked at a coffee shop. It was...quite lovely, actually.

This past weekend I went to see a show called Girls Only, the Secret Comedy of Women. If you get a chance to see this performed, GO. I was laughing so hard I was almost in tears a couple of times. I'm considering going again with a bunch of girlfriends in tow, that's how good it was.


Things are just...really good. I have a new job that I love, a new mysterious entanglement I'm enjoying, friends that are awesome, the shiny new prospect of moving out sooner rather than later... Suffice it to say, I'm smiling a lot these days. And that, dear readers, is a wonderful thing.