I bawled

I felt lonely this morning.

Yesterday I was angry and today I was lonely. IT issues continued as I tried to set up my docking station for about 30 minutes, after which it still wouldn't work. I was so frustrated after the scanner escapade yesterday that I actually cried. What an idiot.

Then followed a mix-up with drinks with some people from my old work tonight - I only know one of them. They didn't tell me that they had planned to go for happy hour drinks at 5pm-6pm for one hour only! What kind of evening is that? So my work conference call at 5pm really interfered with my socialising.

What made me literally bawl my eyes out at my desk was tweaking the Boy's email to his HR person, asking her to reconsider letting me tag along to a work baseball outing in June. The words, '...She has come as a dependent...' and '...We know hardly anyone in Manhattan...' and '...She has no company infrastructure to support her...' just set me off.

But as with all things here, lunchtime onwards has been great. I got to speak to Bethan on Skype. It was great to see her smiley face and to plan her trip here next month. I had a great meeting with someone who works just opposite the Boy's office, so I got bonus hugs during the day. We sat in the beautiful Bryant Park with its amazingly tall trees and I walked home through Union Square, in the sunshine, surrounded by cherry blossoms.

I reopened my inbox to suggestions for drinks next week from one of the girls I met at the conference in Chicago; a walk and a coffee on Sunday with one of the girls who I don't know from my old work; and potentially a drink next week with my only colleague in New York, who I haven't been able to catch up with yet.

I am going to treat myself to 16 Handles' frozen yoghurt. Things are good again.