If there are two best-ever jobs in the world, it’s possible that I have both of them.
That’s right. Today I started a second job, this time with a 10-minute bike commute, a full more-than-hour shorter than the commute for my other best job in the world.
It’s pretty sweet, being able to leave the house 15 minutes before you have to be at work. I’ve never really had that before — nor have I ever really wanted it necessarily, since I see a ride to and from work not only as a good chance to get outside and get some exercise, but also as the best possible way to protect reflective space between work and home. But I can see the appeal of a short ride, too. I think I’ll like having both in my life.
Another advantage of a close-in commute today was that after working this morning I still had enough time to make it over to the Hollywood Farmers Market, one of the most wholesome places in the world. I’ve spent enough time there over the years that I always see people I know, and even though I wasn’t volunteering today many of the amazing vendors still gave me the discount they do when I am.
And even with work and socializing and procuring fresh veggies for the week, I was still able to make it home in time for (late) lunch, and before the monsoon.
Is it even possible to cram one little life so full of goodwill and community? Is it even fair?
I’m feeling so fricken grateful these days. It’s like all the stars in all the universes have aligned to put me here, now, doing things that feel important and community-building and valuable — work with people in the real world, work that has tangible impact and tangible good, work that is worth doing. I say it a lot, and I’m sure it gets annoying, but I really do feel like the luckiest lady in the world, and I’m so grateful for all the amazing things the world has to offer. Gosh.