?

Log in

No account? Create an account

katehaney

Previous Entry Share Next Entry
06:00 pm: (almost) 24 hours in Boston
I'm back home again (tra la la) after a day in Boston. I went in town for my company's holiday party, which was... fine. I genuinely like the company where I work. I genuinely enjoy the people with whom I work. I genuinely dislike being forced to socialize with them.*

Introvert? Why yes!

I took the bus into town 'cause I was coming alone (Teddy had school, so he and Peter had BOY TIME) and the train schedule is not terribly convenient.

Next time, I'll deal with inconvenient schedule. I do not like the bus. Nope, nope, nope. Sitting shoulder-to-shoulder with anyone isn't fun. Waiting in a hot, over-crowded bus station is no fun. Walking through the miasma of stale cigarette smoke and body odor is no fun.

and so... the train next time. Ironically, it turns out that the train schedule would've been just fine: I left 6 hours earlier than I'd planned so I could avoid the heaviest part of the snow storm.

In any case, it was only my second night away from Teddy since he was born (hell, since he was conceived), and it felt weird. Not altogether bad, mind, but weird. It took me a while to fall asleep (I was a little cold without my 33-pound furnace).

I must admit that I quite enjoyed waking up without anyone's fingers tangled in my hair or feet in my pajamas.

It was nice spending time with my folks without having to multi-task. For the past (nearly) four years, I've very rarely been able to give them (or anyone) my full attention ("and the meaning of life is Teddy look where you're going and then we tried it with brown rice Teddy Mommy is talking right now and you're interrupting so I thought I might kill the clerk for being so inexcusably stupid Teddy you need to stop that I liked her last book even more Teddy be gentle with the kitty").

Not that they need my full attention, but it was nice to be able to focus, for once.

When Peter and Teddy picked me up at the bus, Teddy burst into tears. He wouldn't give me a kiss. He wouldn't talk to me. But he was mighty glad I was home.

Me too.


* Not that anyone forced me. Attendance wasn't mandatory, after all. Funnily enough, all the local(ish) telecommuters managed to make it to the party. I assume everyone felt as if it was an occasion for which we ought to show up (I know I did). By way of contrast, many of the people who actually work out of the Boston office didn't attend.

Current Location: Longmeadow
Current Mood: happyhappy

Comments

[User Picture]
From:bookbat1
Date:December 19th, 2008 11:59 pm (UTC)
(Link)
and the key thing for the train, at least whenever you can get it: BUSINESS CLASS. you can get a solo seat with a guaranteed outlet, they give you a newspaper and a nonalcoholic beverage. And even if you have to sit next to someone, there is a large divider with cupholders.
[User Picture]
From:katehaney
Date:December 20th, 2008 12:44 pm (UTC)

business class

(Link)
Hell yes, though even coach is fine compared to the fothermucking bus. After all, it's only 2 hours and I can actually read on a train (next to impossible on the bus).

Though I've done business class on the train before, and I did not get a newspaper or a beverage. Is that a new thing? (It's been a couple of years for me.)
[User Picture]
From:occhi_cinesi
Date:December 20th, 2008 01:49 am (UTC)

I now know what it feels like to deliver this line

(Link)
"and the meaning of life is Aria look where you're going and then we tried it with brown rice Aria Mommy is talking right now and you're interrupting so I thought I might kill the clerk for being so inexcusably stupid Aria you need to stop that I liked her last book even more Aria be gentle with the kitty"
[User Picture]
From:occhi_cinesi
Date:December 20th, 2008 01:49 am (UTC)

Re: I now know what it feels like to deliver this line

(Link)
Glad you made it home safely
[User Picture]
From:katehaney
Date:December 20th, 2008 12:45 pm (UTC)

Re: I now know what it feels like to deliver this line

(Link)
Me too. I'm mighty glad I didn't take the 4:00 pm bus!
Powered by LiveJournal.com