Cherry Blossoms and a Gemsbok

Now that I’ve successfully made the 3,000 mile cross-country journey to the east coast and am winding my days down with Curator, I can truly say it has been the best place to work ever. As much as I’m excited for the next chapter in my life, I will miss this one immensely. I’m not sure how many places can say their unofficial (or official, depending on who you ask) motto is, “Under the Bus.” I know we can. And is there any other company out there who’s mascot is a hard-partying, holiday-decorated Gemsbok named Gem (a distant cousin of Jem and the Holograms)? Probably not. I think our daily morning coffee together at 9am and our Friday afternoon happy hours have been the scene of more random discussions about goat heads and “bear-ninja-hunter” than anywhere else. Although the one topic that fills the majority of our conversations has to be the Bachelor (P.S. I’m currently in the lead spot in our bachelor bracket. Yes, we have an office pool going on the Bachelor). I will continue to observe Katy Perry Fridays, much to the likely dismay of any future co-workers, and I’ll always call Matthew for technical help, no matter how far away I am or random and obscure my question is.


But in all the sadness that comes with leaving Curator (this is not goodbye, it’s see you later!), I think it’s only fair to give my new home a shout out. Living in the DC area (that other Washington), I am looking forward to playing tourist in our nation’s capital and watching the cherry blossoms as they begin to bloom. Did you know that DC residents pay taxes to the federal government, however they do not have a voting representative in Congress, leading to some license plates that say “Taxation without Representation?” Good thing I’m technically living in Virginia. And this is a doozy – DC averages 39 inches of rainfall a year—more than Seattle. Is it too late to turn back? This one’s a bit better: Turns out Nationals Park is on track to be the first “green-certified” baseball stadium in the country. Pretty cool! And poor George Washington never got to live in the White House. It was being built while he was in office.

Such an interesting and historical city to live in, it’s going to be quite the new chapter!
But I’m most excited because I just realized they have Pinkberry here.