Life in Exile...

I have to preface this - I LOVE my job. I really do. I enjoy what I do, I enjoy that I get to travel all over the place - I love my job. I HATE my new office space. I work in one of the most expensive real estate markets in the country and space is at a premium. I had an amazing office, with a window (that opened) and a view of a rooftop garden.

Since there is so much construction going on and things are moving and changing, a lot of people have been temporarily relocated. My dept is among them. We all lost our offices and our space and have been moved to cubicle city. It's not the cubicle that I mind (granted, there is no privacy, you can hear everything everyone else is doing and people walk by talking at the top of their lungs on the way to their offices), but our location is horrid. We are in an outskirts building now. It feels like exile. It's added 10 minutes onto the commute in the morning. It's part of Rockefeller Plaza, but it's not 30 Rock anymore. There are windows, but they are all partially blocked by cubicle walls (really? who designed that?). The overhead lighting is making my brain and eyes hurt and it's sooooo warm over here. I used to be able to open my window to regulate the temperature a bit, but that option is gone. Despite all of those things, we've all made our new environment work, and it is nice to be with everyone on the team on the East Coast instead of all of us occupying different areas of the building.

I hate that it feels like exile. Most of the company is buildings and plazas away. We are an island unto ourselves over here, and it feels like that. It's kind of like Alcatraz - you know, it's part of the amazing city of San Francisco...but not really at all. That's what it feels like to work over here...alcatraz...exile...or my new cubicle 1002N1.

What's it gonna take?

Sometimes I wonder...nothing major, nothing official, I just wonder. What does it take? Things can seem so easy these days we have smartphones and can access information on the go, we have twitter and can talk to friends in other countries in real time, we can instant message, we can blog. We can socially interact in more ways than ever before. How come then it's so hard to get a date? I am a great catch, and I know that. Maybe that's what makes me wonder...what does it take. How hard is it to find someone that wants to get to know me and wants to be with me? Have I lost all my chances? I'm not ready to give up, but it's incredibly frustrating. I don't want someone that just wants in my pants...I want someone that wants in my pants AND in my head and heart...what's it gonna take?