Friends I just spend the past hour writing a truly delightful first post. Then I hit the wrong button and lost it all. How extremely frustrating. However I suppose that if you spent the time to stop by here on my new little corner of the web, I can muster enough to share a small part of my life with you.
I'm currently sitting in my hotel room in Philadelphia on my first business trip with my new job. I am attending a two week training bootcamp on SAP FI/CO configuration and probably never felt so intellectually overwhelmed in my entire life. Earlier this week started out rough with not having a corporate credit card yet, not being able to get the rental car I had reserved, going to the wrong hotel, getting lost in downtown Phillie while trying to drive and talk on my cell phone at the same time and having my debit card declined at the most inopportune times.
Despite all this, I love it.
The people have been great, the company is better than I could have asked for, and it has truly been an adventure and a challenge.
Life in Cincinnati is going well. It seems like a great town. It is not LA or Chicago or Manhattan great, but definitely more exciting than Johnson City. I wish I had some friends already. It has only been a week but having had so many friends and loved ones living so close for so long, well, it makes the absense all the more apparent.
Oddly, one of things I miss the most is getting to cook for people. Several people in the past year have brought to my attention that few things get me as excitable as food. It is just such a great medium of showing affection, giving and sharing together. I truly do love it. Cooking, it is rather like giving someone a gift if you think about it.
Maybe someday I will study to be a chef. Maybe when I retire. I think it could be a fun hobby. I am starting to sound like Evan... maybe I should stop now.
Tomorrow I am flying to Johnson City for homecoming weekend.
I have four things on my agenda:
1. Hold my girlfriend.
2. Eat with people I love.
3. Laugh.
4. Know that I am blessed. | 
