First day of work

Ahhh, the fun has to come to and end, and this morning is Chris's first day of work at ThoughtWorks Australia. We decide to both head over, because I will probably be doing some contract work with them, to supplement the Gallery No.9 work I have lined up. What I need is steady, regular employment (um, we need money). We walk over to 16 O'Connell Street, very close to our apartment. It's so nice to be near where Chris will be working. We're not sure we'll live on Kent Street permanently, but for now, I think the short commute will be very nice. We arrive at his office and everyone is very nice - I see some familiar faces. Chris is trying to do work on my computer - up until now, we've been operating without cell phones and he has yet to receive his work-issued laptop - oh, and we only have one apartment key! A nice girl named Dahlia lends me her book - 'Eat Pray Love' - I've heard a lot about it, and I get three chapters in and am hooked. She let's me borrow it. I'm so excited to read more, but we need more food staples, so I leave Chris and decide to go try to find Paddy's Market in Chinatown. I end up in some big shopping complex that looks nothing like a market - there are no food stalls, only clothing and electronic stores, but the address lets me know I'm in the right place. What the hell? Finally I just wander into some tiny Chinese grocery store thinking it can't possibly be the Paddy's Market I've heard about, but I do buy some grapes, mangoes and other things since I'm already there. It's pretty disappointing. From what people have told me, this market is supposed to be great. I grumble home and wind up in Little Spain (who knew?) and I make a mental note to come back with Chris. Once I get home, the creativity kicks in and I manage to pull together some meat pasta (um, not hard) and asparagus, which I steam by covering a pot with a ceramic plate. We have only TWO pots. We also have four spoons, three bowls and a chef's knife, which we bought yesterday. The asparagus seems okay. We eat a lazy dinner out on our balcony, which is quickly becoming the favorite spot in our apartment. I'll have to get to the bottom of the Paddy's Market thing tomorrow.