Nonchalance at the Natatorium

It’s odd to be the new girl. Especially in the week I celebrate my birthday. I am simultaneously older than I have ever been and newer than I have ever been. I have a new office and a new laptop and lots and lots of new office furniture–so much that I had to put in a request for some to be removed. I spoke to the operations manager who was very accommodating. “Just stick a post-it on the things you don’t need and we’ll take them away tomorrow”.  Little does he know I am too new to have my own post-its.

My office currently has two filing cabinets. I am getting rid of one and will keep the other to store essentials like a toothbrush, emergency oatmeal and spare shoes. I am not much given to filing–I wonder if that matters?

I joined the sports center and had an hour-long swim at the Natatorium. The Olympic-sized pool was full of very serious Phelps-a-likes but I held my head high (not least because I don’t like getting my face wet) and completed half a mile at my standard queenly pace. They’ll cheer when they hear this at the Duke Diet and Fitness center. The word will spread quickly: there the Natatorium doubles as a Nattertorium 😉

About Liz Barron

US Peace Corps Volunteer in Armenia. Permanent address in Washington DC. Deep roots in Northern Ireland and persistent Belfast accent. Blogger,cook, mother, grandma, Scrabble-player and enthusiastic world traveler.
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