My supervisor was back in the office today, so we talked about the research and I received new parameters. This helped in some ways, because I was able to find more specific nuggets of information, but the issue with sites saying the same things or linking to one another persisted.
Both of my officemates began to tease me today about their perception of me becoming exceedingly popular with several of our coworkers. I hadn't thought about it that way before now, but I don't think it's an intentional slight. The Special Olympics emphasizes empowerment for people with intellectual disabilities, and we have several coworkers who have some type of intellectual disability (which encompasses a broad range; some disabilities aren't easily recognized or seen, so you might be interested in googling what exactly falls under that category!). Two of our coworkers in particular have made it a habit to stop by our little office daily to say hi, usually calling out my name first and one in particular makes it a point to talk with me before acknowledging the others: I kind of think it's because my desk makes me the first person you see when you walk in, but take what you will from it. They're very nice, but the introvert part of me wants to trade desks with the extrovert in our little office so I can keep my little bubble of silence. Anyone who knows me well can tell you that I'm not huge on talking with a great number of people in a given day. It's just draining, haha. All that said, I really like the culture in our office. It's just nice.
Today was reallyreallyreallyreally exciting! One of the women in the office is getting ready to go to law school, and so I'm being trained to use the grant management software so that business can proceed without too much of a delay after she leaves next month and before her replacement arrives. I can't say how very excited I am to be working for Special Olympics. The office culture is warm and friendly, and both my supervisor and her boss believe in meaningful work-- and leaving when I've met the requirement for hours so I can "take in the city." I'd willingly stay and work, but I can now say that I've been shooed off: I left an hour early today since I had almost exceeded my maximum hours, and checked out a couple of the stores on the way back to the metro. One shop had a darling boutique look to it, but I was rather disappointed with their merchandise when I finally walked in. Window shopping is more fun, I've found.
Roommate #1 and I had made tentative plans to go to Jazz in the Sculpture Garden (google it!), but the weather had decided to rain heavily on and off through the day. I surmised that it would likely be canceled; someone texted me later saying I had been right. Roommate #1 and I had decided to stay in this evening anyway, though. We reheated the chicken leftovers, boiled more fettucine, and I made a salad. After some TV, taking old nail polish off, and baking cookies, we went to bed. We're too old for that 2AM garbage.
The cookies are an interesting story: I had been checking our mail earlier in the week when Nate, the maintenance supervisor slash godsend recognized me and called me by name, and I mentioned the two things he had done in our apartment-- one of which was rescuing one of my earrings from the bathroom sink drain. "That was your earring?? You never thanked me!" (here he gave me a Bill Cosby father look. You know the one I'm talking about.) I knew he was kidding, so I played along, and ended up offering to bake him cookies. He said that would do just fine....
So I baked him cookies.