Getting Comfortable

I am feeling at ease at the office. I am overwhelmed with paperwork, so I have to figure out a system that will flow for me, but I know that takes time and this is just my third day. I am a little freaked out because I have no patients booked next week, but I reassure myself that they will come back and in time, I will have exactly as many patients as I need.

I am distressed about my former office and trying to decide what to do. Shall I visit the police and ask questions there? Do I go to the former administrator and ask questions knowing that he will lie to me and perhaps he knows about or was part of the embezzlement scheme. The whole business is uncomfortable and distasteful, but I wonder why the former secretary is not in jail or paying restitution. Do I burden myself with this or do I start at a new beginning and leave this ugliness behind?

I am listening to salsa music and missing our lives in Ecuador. I miss Spanish and the blue skies and the mountains and the jungle and the energy and our tightknit lives there. But I like to see the familiar faces of our lives here and our friends and Sid my yoga instructor. And smoothies and espresso macchiato at Starbucks.

Maya is happy being home and being close to her friends. She is loving her chamber camp and had a session with Jake tonight, getting ready for auditions and concerts. We had to drive all the way to Rina's house in Perry Hall an hour away to pick up prescriptions for patients, since I have been unable to enter the cricket infested garage where my supplies are. It is a little surreal being back at the office so unprepared, but in truth my work is about relationships and everything else is secondary.