We have officially moved back to Atlanta from St. Augustine! I got moved up at the end of June. The hubby started his job about the same time, and I started my job two weeks later in the middle of July. We are both loving our jobs, which is a whole new experience for the hubster. He hated his job in St. Augustine, but he never called out, never missed a day. I’ve told him many times that it speaks to his strength of character that he showed up to a job he hated, day after day with few complaints, so that he could take care of his little family. But I digress.
He is working in a really upscale steak house called Marcel. He and I went there with my mom and dad for my birthday. We had planned on going dutch, since it is such an expensive place, but my parents insisted on treating since it was my birthday. We stuffed ourselves silly. Marcel is the kind of restaurant where everything is a la carte, so we each purchased an entrée and a side. It turns out that the sides are huge and intended to be shared, but that’s not all we had. Since my hubby works there and we were celebrating my birthday, they brought out all kinds of little extras for us to try, and it was all amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever been so full in my life, especially not so full of good food. The best part, though, is the way they treat my guy. They notice if he’s working with someone that is struggling to keep, requiring him to carry the station on a busy night, they thank him when he stays late or helps out in the dish pit when the dishwasher leaves or is in the weeds. He goes out with his coworkers on Monday nights for industry night, his boss cracks jokes but still manages to be around whenever a station needs to be pulled out of the fire. I don’t think I’ve every seen my guy so happy.
I’ve got a fantastic job as an administrative assistant for the facilities department at Woodward Academy. I support a huge department. Facilities handles the A/C and heating, plumbing, electrical, maintenance, housekeeping, and event set up. While I enjoy my job and it keeps me very busy, my tasks don’t sound particularly exciting when I talk about them…or type about them in this case, so when people ask me what I do I tell them that I’m the good woman behind the men that keep Woodward running. The people I work with are great, and I don’t think I’ve ever been trusted with this much responsibility, which makes me feel good about what I do and makes me want to do it well. I’m hoping to be able to get my little guy into Woodward in the fall, but my being employed there doesn’t make it a sure thing, I still have to apply for financial aid like everyone else, but there is a good chance. I’ve been bringing him to the football games on Friday nights and introducing him around to my coworkers. Go War Eagles!
Before I left Florida, I knew that I wanted to return to Atlanta to be near my family, but it turns out that I missed a lot more than my kin.
- Seasons: In Florida, fall is amazing, but it only lasts a few days. Most of the time it’s either hot or cold. Autumn hit here a few weeks ago and it’s been amazing. Yeah, it can be a little rainy, but when the rain stops and sky clears, the weather feels incredible. You can simultaneously feel the last few remnants of summer and the oncoming winter. The leaves on the trees are turning too. I never thought I would miss that, and I guess I didn’t when it wasn’t around, but now that I’m back I can’t help but marvel at the beautiful colors that leaves turn before the fall. And I know that I will miss Florida’s mild winters, but I’m looking forward to winter coats and hats, and celebrating a cold Christmas.
- Airplanes: I grew up about 20 minutes from the airport. When I was a kid, the airport decided to build a new runway that would put our house in a landing pattern. Before they did they came out and improved the insulation of our house, and since we wouldn’t be able to open the windows anymore, they installed central air. When we were inside we rarely noticed the planes, it was only when we were outside trying to have a conversation that we realized that planes were flying about 20 feet above our heads. You’d think, after that, I would dread coming back, but I love seeing the planes flying over the highway on my drive home. And my job is close enough to the airport that I see them flying really low. My son loves seeing them…and so do I.
- My commute: Don’t get me wrong. Traffic still stinks. My husband and I are lucky enough that neither of us have to deal with the worst of the traffic, and I have the option of using surface roads when the traffic really backs up. But for the most part, I really enjoy my commute. That’s 30 minutes every morning and every afternoon that are just mine. I can sing along with the radio like an idiot, or listen to an audio book. I can get my thoughts in order so that I know how I want to approach the day when I get to work, or think about what I need to get done when I get home. It’s one of the few times of the day that my time doesn’t belong to someone else.
- The city: This was no surprise, I’ve been missing the city for years. I love the view of the tall buildings all lit up against the night sky, I love the people watching, and I love the restaurants. St. Augustine had some good food, but it was all…safe. It was burgers, fried seafood, shrimp and crab legs, pizza. But in a city like Atlanta, you can find any kind of food that you want. You can drive down Peachtree Street and see the touristy places like Hard Rock Cafe and Planet Hollywood, then turn a corner and find a seafood joint, a pub, an Ethiopian restaurant, and a sushi bar. Although, deciding on one place when you’re ready to try something new, does pose a challenge. Shawn and I tried out Ri Ra’s Irish Pub a few weeks ago because we got lost looking for a parking lot and passed it three times. We figured it must be Kismet, especially since there was a metered spot about a block away. It was a great place with a patio, good food, and good drinks.
I think that’s enough for my first post in my new town. It’s felt really good to be writing again, and I look forward to sharing more and more as I get into a rhythm with my new routine. It sure is good to be back.