Yes, the first week at the new job was busy.
And it went well, this new position as public information assistant at the Liverpool Public Library. Yes, I enjoyed learning my duties and meeting my new colleagues. My work hours of 8:30 a.m. to 4 p.m. went over well, too.
With the 35-hour work week, that leaves 30 minutes each day for lunch.
I packed my own each morning, and sat outside on a bench to eat. Including the day I left it on the kitchen table. Then I hoofed it to Nichols, the supermarket down the block, and bought half an Italian sub, a half-pickle, and a bottle of diet root beer, and still had enough time to wolf it down.
By the end of the week I was brave enough to take a walk around the block.
And take out my iPhone 6 to take photos of the cool sight going down Tulip Street.
It got better the closer I got to the intersection.
And it got really great when I crossed over to the other side.
That’s the Onondaga Yacht Club down there, and its Marina at Onondaga Lake Park. I will haul my lunch down there when it gets warmer and take more pictures. I promise.
Would you bring your lunch every day, or try to get takeout every once in a while? How far would you dare to stray in your half-hour lunch? Would you just eat in the inside lunch room to relax?