N Train

My current assignment is so far good. Nice staff, interesting patients, and a whole different atmosphere than what I’m used to. Lots to learn. My CI was out today so I worked with another PTA. She’s a Laguardia grad and has been working in a wide variety settings since graduating over ten years ago. She gave me lots of insider advice which was followed by, “but you didn’t hear that from me.” That's how you know it's good.

With my new clinical assignment come some welcomed changes to our lives. For the first time… well ever, Jen and I are on a similar schedule. We’re now up in the morning at exactly the same time, something we originally thought would be a problem (i.e. our one butt bathroom… for tiny butts). But it’s not. For example, I take Pup for a nice early walk which helps me wake up and gives Jen time to get in (and out!) of the bathroom. Although I get out of the clinic a little earlier than Jen gets off work, my commute is longer at about an hour each way. I make only one transfer at Times Square and then have time to sit on the N train and study/read/write. The N enters Brooklyn from Manhattan by crossing over the Manhattan Bridge (you don't say!?) and the views of lower Manhattan, the One World Trade Center building, and the Brooklyn Bridge while up there are awesome. This picture is my best attempt at capturing the beauty using my phone on a shaky, moving train. Anyway, by the time we get the gym out of the way we’re pretty much home at the same time and doing dinner... like a normal married couple! I do miss having time off outside during the day, but this is nice.

Then there’s Pup of course, who we couldn't just leave inside for 9+ hours every weekday. We really had no choice but to pay the dog walker from LIC Doghouse (too conveniently right next door) to parade our dog around for thirty minutes in the middle of the day. Everyone there knows Pup now and loves her, naturally. One of the walkers said, “I used to think she was a b*tch (no pun intended) when I would see her barking at dogs on the street, but she’s actually really sweet.” Ha, that’s our girl.