{"id":611,"date":"2016-10-26T05:30:00","date_gmt":"2016-10-26T05:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.rochellesroost.com\/index.php\/2016\/10\/26\/working-at-nyu-london-and-post-office-chores\/"},"modified":"2026-10-08T04:59:41","modified_gmt":"2026-10-08T04:59:41","slug":"working-at-nyu-london-and-post-office-chores","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rochellesroost.com\/index.php\/2016\/10\/26\/working-at-nyu-london-and-post-office-chores\/","title":{"rendered":"Working at NYU-London and Post Office Chores"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Tuesday, October 25, 2016<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>London<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong><\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Morning Rush:<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Awaking at 5. 30 am today, drafting a blog post, responding to email&#8212;this&nbsp;has become&nbsp;the order of the day for me. I also sent out an invitation to a few friends to Afternoon Tea at my place this coming Saturday. I would have liked to have them over for a meal but my little flat does not lend itself to such lavish entertaining. A Tea, I could do more easily. Hopefully, they will respond soon.<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For some odd reason, I hurried today through breakfast (the last of my muesli with yogurt&nbsp;and coffee&#8211;should buy some more) and a shower and left my house at 9.10 am for my appointment at the National Gallery at 10.00 am when it opened to see&nbsp;the&nbsp;special exhibition&nbsp;entitled &#8216;Beyond Caravaggio&#8217;&#8211;as he is my favorite artist of all time. With me, in a separate bag, was my edited manuscript. After the exhibition, I&nbsp;intended to spend most of the day in my office double checking annotations and citations on my Works Cited page as I prepare my manuscript for final submission. <\/p>\n<p><strong>Disappointment at the National Gallery:<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; On the Central Tube to Oxford Circus&#8211;then a change to the Northern Line Tube to Charing Cross, I arrived at Trafalgar Square even before the Gallery opened. About thirty people were sitting desultorily on the ledge waiting for the museum to open. Five minutes later, I was&nbsp;inside and looking around for Raquel. No sign of her. I texted her&#8211;told her where I was seated&#8211;by the Main Info Desk.&nbsp; No response. She was probably in the Tube. Waited another ten minutes. Sent another text. Hoped she was not in the Sainsbury Wing where we&#8217;d need to purchase tickets as this special exhibition was not free. At 10.20, when she hadn&#8217;t yet shown up, I called her! And guess what? She was home! Not because she forgot about our plans but because I wrote the wrong day on my calendar&#8211;it seems we are due to meet tomorrow! I had texted her this morning to&nbsp;say I would be there at 10.00&#8211;but she assumed I meant tomorrow. She did not realize I would go there today! <br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Really annoyed with myself (as I had so much work and felt I had completely wasted my time), I jumped into a 24 bus and rode it to Bloomsbury to my office. <\/p>\n<p><strong>Postal Chores:<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I was in my office&nbsp;by 10. 45 and went straight to the Porter&#8217;s Lodge to start chores on my parcels. I intended to finish posting them off today. Wrapping each one carefully and writing out addresses, I finished all three and walked off with one of them to the Post Office on High Holborn near Drury Lane.&nbsp; I wasn&#8217;t taking all three together as they were much too heavy.<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The nice man at the counter (Tamilian? Keralite?) who kept referring to&nbsp;me as &#8216;Lady&#8217; (as in &#8220;Yes, Lady&#8221;, &#8220;Maybe Lady&#8221;) weighed it and told me that cheapest postage would cost me 13 pounds&#8211;that is one-third of what the Keralite woman had told me a few days ago! Well, I wasn&#8217;t going to question him. I paid with my credit card and left and resolved to return with the two other parcels before he left home for the day! If he was giving me a deal, I didn&#8217;t want to miss it!<\/p>\n<p><strong>At Work at my Office:<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I was tempted to make a little detour into the shops on my way back&#8211;naughty me! I had so much work to do and could hardly afford such sauntering. Still, I supposed I could work extra hard and finish it all before I left for my dinner appointment at 6.00 pm with my friend Michelle at Euston&#8217;s <em>Diwana<\/em>&nbsp;Restaurant.<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I bought myself a tempting packed of Chocolate Hazelnut&nbsp;Biscuits made by Borders as I felt hungry quite suddenly and opening the packet, there and there, on the road, I began munching and walked back to my office.<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; For the next two hours, I worked&nbsp;on three chapters. At 1. 30 pm, I left my office and went downstairs to the Faculty Lounge to eat my soup and sandwich lunch. After lunch, I set off for the&nbsp;Post Office again&#8211;with the other two parcels (for which I paid the same amount! yaayy!) Mission Accomplished! I will probably have one more&nbsp;Post Office run to do just before my final return to America. <br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Back at my office, I was hard at work for the rest of the afternoon&nbsp;and into the evening and at 5. 30, I had it all done. There was no hurry, you see, because at about 4.00 pm, I received a text from Michelle to cancel our dinner plans as she was unwell and wanted to go straight home. Such a shame! I was so looking forward to meeting her. Well, maybe it was just as well. <br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As my colleagues began to leave their offices to go back home, I went to the&nbsp;Copy Room and photocopied all the pages I needed for our driving trip&nbsp;in France. Now all I need to do is to book our B&amp;Bs. Llew needs to rent us a car&#8211;and with that, we will be all sorted. Over this weekend, I intend to finish&nbsp;up those tasks.&nbsp;So, with my photocopying all done, I placed my papers back in my bag ready to undertake the last bits of editing at home on my Works Cited Page and I&#8217;d be that much closer to getting my manuscript ready for submission. It had been a day really well spent with my&nbsp;Post Office work done and a whole lot of editing accomplished. It was time to get home to relax.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Quiet Evening&nbsp;with TV and Dinner:<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; About&nbsp;45 minutes later,&nbsp;in a very packed train, I got back&nbsp;home. It was a little after 7.00 pm, but I decided to have an early dinner&#8211;this meant skipping Tea, which was probably a good thing! I srtaed with a cup of soup and had Ravioli with a chilli cheese sauce and made a salad with lettuce,&nbsp;spinach and corn and I ate Black&nbsp;Forest Trifle for dessert. As I watched, I caught up with<em> Cold Feet<\/em> on ITV Player and at 9. 30pm, since my eyes were closing, I decided to make a very early night of it and go straight to sleep.&nbsp;&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; At 9. 30pm, I switched the light off and went straight to&nbsp;sleep.<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Until tomorrow, cheerio&#8230;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tuesday, October 25, 2016 London Morning Rush: &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Awaking at 5. 30 am today, drafting a blog post, responding to email&#8212;this&nbsp;has become&nbsp;the order of the day for me. I also sent out an invitation to a few friends to Afternoon Tea at my place this coming Saturday. 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