In general, I’m happy that I transferred to my new group — it’s nice working with people I can see on a daily basis. But there are a few small downsides, one of which is that they pretty much expect to see me on a daily basis, and so I don’t feel quite as able to work from home as I did when I was remote.

But yesterday, I had a very early morning call, followed by a bunch of other calls, with a routine doctor’s appointment thrown into the mix, and it just didn’t make any sense to drive to the office to spend all day on the phone when I could do it from the comfort of my own home. And with the weather so nice, that let me do my favorite thing to do when working from home — take a long walk for lunch. It was a nice break from my new routine.

Last night, we had a class at Shir Hadash — the first of a five-session series on Harold Kushner’s books. Last night’s discussion was on his gloss on Kohelet (Ecclesiastes), When All You’ve Ever Wanted Isn’t Enough, and it was quite interesting. One of the things which I found most personally meaningful about Kushner’s book was that he’d written it about the time he was turning 50 — it gave me a very personal perspective on the book.

I’m trying to get myself back into the blogging habit — significant content is very optional at this point in the process. But please read on anyway — I promise to keep it short.

We spent Friday night and Saturday at Rosh Hashana services…boy, are the seats ever hard at the church we use. My butt is not looking forward to Yom Kippur!

After services on Saturday, we had late lunch with some friends from our Havurah who’d just had their kitchen remodelled — they’d used the same contractor we had used back in ’99, and were mostly pleased (they’ll be happier when the whole job is complete). We sat around with a dozen other people and chatted — even had a bit of champagne to bring in the year properly.

Then on Sunday evening, we had dinner with the family with whom we shared the Bar Mitzvah (was that only back in February? It seems so long ago…) and their other guests. Again, we mostly sat around and chatted — and had a bit of champagne to bring in the year properly.

Today, it was back to work. No champagne.