No, the improvement isn't that there's less junk food in the office. However, today I got an office again! I figured since I moaned about not having an office on here a little bit ago, I should talk about the exciting development that is having an office again!
The people in charge have finally accepted that we're not going to be out of this temporary space by September and something needed be done about the cramped environs. For instance, I was in a cubicle and 3 other people were all sitting in a large conference room together. Cozy! So the landlord rented us some space on the second floor, which means all the lawyers actually have offices now. Hurrah!
The benefits so far are: (1) I have an office; (2) people will no longer be sneaking up behind me and opening a file cabinet, scaring the crap out of me; (3) I can close my door and have a private phone conversation; (4) unlike the first floor, the AC seems to work pretty well up here; (5) since we still don't have bathroom keys on the second floor, every trip to the bathroom means taking the stairs so bonus steps and floors for the Fitbit. (I could take the elevator, but it's the slowest elevator in the world. And it's one floor.)
As an extra bonus, I also now have a parking spot. It came with the additional office space we rented. I've been resisting getting a parking spot because I don't usually mind taking the bus, but I've needed my car a lot lately, and the bus routes and schedules just changed significantly, so what better time to just admit that I'm part of the problem and drive my car to work every day?
In other news, I started PiYo officially yesterday as part of the PiYo Facebook challenge I'm doing. I've done two workouts, and have had to tweak some things for my shoulder, but so far it's not so bad. Tomorrow's workout is called "Sweat", so I may change my tune.
As part of the challenge I post pictures of my meals, which means they better be healthy or I get no points. Points are excellent motivation for me.
It's like when the teachers on The Simpsons are on strike and Lisa pleads with Marge, "Grade me! Grade me!" I always thought Lisa was my nerdy, bookworm soulmate.