An Update

I'm currently sitting at my desk, in an office shared with, at this moment, 5 other people, although there should be 10 people in here. There are 3 people in this office who literally sits at their desk the whole day, except for their one hour lunch break, when they disappear and I have no idea where they go. The other people in this office just come and go all the time. Five of which are the Marketing team, 3 of those on the Marketing team are international marketers - Chinese, Indian, and Vietnamese - and because of the time difference for their communication with their respective countries, they technically don't need to be in the office all the time. 

As for me... well, I'm supposed to be here from 10am-5pm, with a 1 hour lunch break in between. I am supposed to sit with my ass glued to my chair and arms to my desk for these 6 hours. However, as someone who has worked, for the past 3 years, in hospitality, where I am constantly standing, moving, and on the go, talking to customers and answering phone calls, it’s been quite a challenge for me to sit for even 2 hours at a time without standing up and taking a lap around the building - and even more so after my morning cappuccino.

I’m starting to settle into my Auckland City loft apartment. It's still quite a mess, while I figure out how I can implement some storage space into this big, square studio. It gets a bit boring some nights on my own, so I try to find some things to keep myself busy (seems to be the theme of my life lately). Last night on the agenda was, cooking myself some Spaghetti Bolognese!  And so, as I was frying up the already chopped onion and minced beef, I came to the realisation that I did not own a can opener – disaster! Am I going to attempt cooking Bolognese without tomato puree? I shut off the stove (an important step, I would say!), got changed (I was pretty much already in my PJs) and ran out to the Asian supermarket just across the street (how convenient). 

Okay, so my apartment currently smells like sautéed onions and beef, whatever. But the spaghetti turned out pretty damn good. A lamp and some candles for ambience, a glass of Pinot Noir, The OC playing on my laptop, and a bowl of home-made Spaghetti Bolognese, what else could I ask for on a Monday night by myself?

Let’s see what the rest of the week has in store for me!