Good Day Sunshine April 20, 2007

Yesterday, a friend of mine called me from the beach in Santa Monica. 
 
“I could get used to California. How’s New York?” 
 
“There’s no sun in New York anymore. We’re London, but with better restaurants and less endearing accents. Also, no Top Shop.” 
 
Today I sent her a text message: 
 
“Spotted, approximately 8:01am in Manhattan: sun. Developing…” 
 
Sun sun sun sun sun sun sun sun sun sun sun, etc. 
 
It’s been gloom and doom here for an ETERNITY. New Yorkers have been surlier than usual, if that’s even possible. Just the other day, while walking home from the gym, I saw a grown man exit his BMW, walk over to the taxi that had stopped short in front of him and spit on the (thankfully, closed) driver’s side window. A screaming match ensued. 
 
“Stupid weather,” I muttered to myself. 
 
But not today! Today the sun is back and the forecast (on noaa.gov; if at all interested, please ask me to expand on my conspiracy theory about weather.com) for the weekend is, oh, SUNNY AND WARM AND OMIGOD I AM JUST GOING TO ROLL AROUND IN CENTRAL PARK AND PERHAPS DRINK WINE BUT MOSTLY JUST ROLL. 
 
Along with the sun comes a brighter forecast for my career and thus that financial future I was so worried about a few posts back. You see, the other day I marched into my boss’ office and sat down and smiled and said, “I really like it here. If there’s an open position once [project I am working on] is over, I would love to be considered for it.”  
 
Note: I am not the type of person who goes marching into offices, especially those that belong to bosses. But I had had some champagne at an earlier going away party for a colleague and, combined with a cute outfit I fashioned mostly out of cast-offs in my closet, I was feeling confident. 
 
Do you know what my boss did? He smiled and said, “It’s so good to hear that. I’ve already spoken to [his boss] about how you are a real asset to the team and we’d love to keep you on.” 
 
No, nothing is set in stone but there is the very good possibility that I won’t have to pack up my things come June. Hallelujah for that. 
 
And because the universe always likes to make things just a wee bit interesting for me, I got a call just a few hours later from a well known (especially to an anglophile like me) company that is interested in speaking with me about a position. I was referred! Just like that! Without even knowing it! If that’s not the easiest way to job hunt then I don’t know what is.  
 
It’s Friday and even though today is the day that my grandmother departs for Greece–because enough with this America bullshit, she has a beautiful house and a beautiful ocean and a beautiful dog and beautiful lemon and orange groves to get back to–it is a good day. Mainly because I am just a few hours away from a blissfully unscheduled weekend. Seriously, I have absolutely nothing planned except for maybe a manicure, and some time at the gym, and dinner with my boyfriend and ROLLING AROUND IN CENTRAL PARK IN THE SUN. 
 
Which, note to sun: Welcome back. We like you a whole lot in these parts and while our women may not be as blonde and tan as in California, I think we deserve a little attention too. Departing for weeks at a time? A bit inexcusable. Please stay. Until, like, December.