Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Working from "home"

Today was the company annual softball game and BBQ. I had signed up to play softball, but then found out that we'd be playing for about 3 hours in 90 degree heat, and that the BBQ was AFTER the game. So, I decided to skip the festivities and work instead on a chapter that I luckily had brought home with me yesterday.

Since working at home is nearly impossible with Nikita awake (and no air conditioning), I went to my favorite cafe, 1369 Coffeehouse in Central Square. Suitably dressed in an adobo T-shirt and jean shorts, I relished the atmosphere I hadn't experienced since I wrote my graduate thesis: graduate students writing articles, people working on the crossword puzzle over their morning coffee, all to awesome music. I was saddened at finding out the death of one regular, Reverend Larry Love (he died of lung cancer in 2002; a plaque on the wall commemorated him), but was amused at seeing a woman I'm pretty sure tried to hit on me a few years ago (she gave me a Dove bar gratis).

Breaks were spent running errands. Bought a magnetic tangram puzzle (it's orange!) from Games People Play, but scored a remaindered copy of Brassai's Paris by Night from the Harvard Book Store ($19 for a $50 hardcover!). I kept well hydrated with an iced mocha at 1369 and a frozen green tea matcha from Tealuxe.

I think I prefer ice coffee over ice tea. A holdover from coffee ice-cream? One of these days (probably have to lose weight first), I have to try to replicate the frosted mocha of Cafe Borrone: Haagen-Daz vanilla ice cream, homemade chocolate syrup, espresso, and ground espresso beans.

In summary, the advantages of working from "home":
  • window shopping beats internet surfing
  • being surrounded by interesting people and listening to great music
  • still able to listen to audiobook (currently Arthur Golden's Memoirs of a Geisha) and knit a few rows for super short breaks
Disadvantages:
  • spending money on food because public microwaves don't exist
  • being sure you would bump into someone you know, but only person you bump into is your husband on his way to work
The best part of the day was coming home and finding Nikita sitting in the backyard putting on his right shoe, with Galina watching nearby. I took Nikita's left shoe off to get him to put it on himself, but he just tried putting on his right foot.

Now, back to solving some paradoxical tangram puzzles, and I'm off to bed.