The Pool.

Almost two years ago, we took Copper and Belle to the doggie swim at the neighborhood pool in Virginia. They didn't jump right in. We had to push them. Copper hated it and us. Belle quickly remembered that she loves to swim. But it was still a lot of work as she paddled around.

That is the best analogy I have for this first week back at work. They pushed me in the pool on Monday, and I do love the pool! I am just having to work really hard to get the hang of swimming around again. It isn't perfect and there are a few things that still need ironed out. That sort of happens when there is no orientation, and you are just pushed in the pool. I fall asleep exhausted way before my normal bedtime, tired from processing and learning all day.

I have seen bunches of my old buds in the district and that rocks. There are exciting things happening in the district, and I couldn't have picked a better time to come back. There are a few things that are the same, so that is comfortable. And in two years, a ton of stuff changed too.

Just keep swimming, just keep swimming.

I used to go to the pool. With my buddies Finn and Rachel.



I also used to eat Pinkberry. With my buddy Rachel.



Lunch break is at noon. Can you bring me some Pinkberry, Rachel?

P.S. I thought I was tan. Ha. Thanks for entertaining that dream for the past three weeks.

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