Or maybe I should say "my office". It's a bit of stretch finding it but I am unpacked and settled...sort of. My new job has landed me an interesting little space in the administration building. Interesting would be the key word. I have a door way...no door. I have a phone, not mine and not programmed with my extension. I did get a call today...but it wasn't for me, it was for the phone's prior owner. Couldn't help the caller. I have no clue who she was calling.

I don't have a computer, but I might have one by September, which will be about the time my phone is correctly programmed with my extension. I could work from home...I have doors there.

So, no door to my office. That is going to create some interesting dilemmas. I walked in to work today and a woman who works in a nearby office offered this, "I was looking through your things. You don't mind do you? Your kids have grown so much! Your desk chair is a lot more comfortable than mine, care to trade?" Guess I won't be leaving any work out on my desk...or...in my desk...or, hmmm wonder what is considered off limits in my office without a door? Filing cabinet? Book case?

I also got a parking thingy today. Clearly blonde is the appropriate color for me. The ad building has been in this location for...several years. I've had reason to visit more than once. The parking around the building is timed and patrolled by a ruthless traffic cop. Do NOT exceed the 2 hour limit. I always wondered where the administrators parked...hello, there's a parking garage on top of the building. Who knew? Okay, maybe the drive in area was a give away for some...not me. Anyway, I now have a little card to wave at the gate gadget and my very own, assigned (key word here) parking space. I was told not to divulge my space number to others. Apparently, someone who knew someone retired and I inherited their space...bless them for being in the know. My space is DIRECTLY ACROSS from the elevator. Prime real estate apparently. Unfortunately, it is also by a large steel barrier. Have I ever mentioned my lack of distance vision? I can't gauge how far away something is. The dude who parks beside me...nice white truck. Could be a problem.

I also have a key to the building...not sure I am responsible enough to be trusted with this key. They obviously did not check with my previous supervisor (or they would know that I have lost 4 keys in the last two years...I did find two of them...much, much later) or they would not be giving me a key.

I think I am looking forward to this new job...good thing I have this blog to remind me I said that next month.

(Love spellcheck. I misspelled hmmm and blonde. Hmmm, I get, but blonde? I like it with an e...sue me.)