Bossy knows. She knows! Bossy promised she would write more regularly, but apparently more regularly means once a syzygy.
That’s because Bossy has been settling into a new job, and here is her routine: Every morning Bossy walks to the train station for her commute into the city:
Then Bossy emerges from the subway station to greet the canyon. Of buildings:
Bossy walks a handful of blocks to an undisclosed location that Bossy will now disclose!
Next Bossy works at work, followed by a walk back to the train station, and a train ride back home:
Bossy had little chance to write as she adjusted to her new schedule, where new schedule equals okay it’s been two months.
So here’s what Bossy is going to do: she is going to promise to write every single weekday in March — because apparently Bossy can’t be trusted to adhere to a schedule unless making wild commitments attached to underlying compulsiveness.
Please join Bossy back here for her own kind of March Madness. She will not let you down.
I’m glad bossy is getting used to her new schedule. I look forward to ready her March posts.
Yeah! New job and more posts!
The Ikea tumbler is bigger? Looks like room for more Amaretto.That would be a good thing.
Bossy has been through quite the transformation this past year! And now another new job… no wonder you’re laid up every night watching Downton Abbey just to recuperate.
Looking forward to reading Bossy EVERY day in March!
or close to it anyway 😉
Ch-ch-ch-changes are hard, but often very good.
Your Esteemed Council is staying the course — we’re here for you, Bossy!
Let the March Madness begin! Your Council misses you!
Bossy March Madness! Yea!!
oh goodie.
Welcome back, sweet Bossy!
Yay!!!
I’ll much prefer Bossy March Madness over basketball March Madness! Hope the new job is good to Bossy!
Please post as much as you can You are one of the few that really gets this medium.
Only thing likes change is a poopy baby. the rest of us would prefer not, thanks so much. AAAAH !~!
Commuting sux no matter how good the job on the other end is. The problem is there that it is ON THE OTHER END of some god-forsaken travel experience we would so rather not take. (I babysit and the parents bring the Woobers to My House each day [too dang early but that’s another gripe]. Loads more fun and I can wear my Pajamas All. Damn. Day. If’n I wanna.)
Last job before I left SoFL in 2000-three DOORS away from my home, I know, huh !~! I feel like I oughta take a bow or some shite for that one. Stayed two-and-a-half years until the train left for SF Bay with this babe On It. Miss that job and those people. Oh well, love No Cal way lots more. (sorry buddies i loved working with)
Yay for more frequent bossy updates! I am sure that I am not alone in my hope that you will crack the door just a little wider and share more of your everyday life much like you used to.
This may be a double post. Internet wonkiness going on here!
Match is my birthday month and I can’t think of a better way to celebrate than MORE BOSSY!
um, MARCH. Still excited for more Bossy…
Oh please Bossy, inspire me and the rest of the Council. I am going through what Bossy would call a “undivorce” I think and Boy it is NO fun. I just Don’t WANNA post, so I shall be looking for you here (no pressure!) to inspire me…
Glad to see you’re back in the work and blogging saddle, Bossy. Super awesome, since I was concerned that whatever life-harrowing experience you had plus training your replacement was a sign of a bad winter.
If Bossy is there, so am I.
Welcome back, Bossy. I miss your posts.
Here’s the deal, Bossy….perhaps instead of forcing yourself to WRITE EVERY SINGLE DAY….you could write once-a-week which wouldn’t put so much pressure on you and would give us all a posting each week. How’s that sound? Cuz seriously, having to work a new job and commute a new schedule AND blog-post every cotton pickkin’ day is a bit much for anyone! Glad you’re back!!!
Congrats on the new job. Riding the commuter train is exotic in my eyes. Where I live people leave the state for jobs and never return, or leave the state and come “home” to visit the loved ones left behind. This still happens, not just in the olden days.
George Clooney and Johnny Depp come to mind.
Hey, Ma’am…missed your stuff. Shine on.