In November we unexpectedly found ourselves rearranging our miniature house to accommodate a new baby AND a home office for Ben. After six years at the World Bank, Ben decided to take a new job. He had plans to start looking for something new this year, but as luck would have it, someone called him about a job in September and he decided to look into it. Before we knew it, he was flying out to Houston for an interview and putting in his notice with the World Bank. The company had found his profile and resume on an industry website from when Ben presented a class at a conference last year.
Ben enjoyed a really good job at the World Bank with lots of nice benefits that will be missed (like oodles of vacation time, every other Friday off, a deluxe cafeteria, and celebrity sightings). Ben will also miss out on a trip to Egypt for the next annual meetings (but I won't miss his long absence). They weren't even sure of some of the exit procedures when Ben left because so few people ever leave the World Bank.
BUT, it was time for a change and an advancement in his career.
So, here's the scoop:
Ben is working for a German company called
Karl Storz Endoskope which has US headquarters in Texas and California. He is a project manager and was hired to manage the design and installation of integrated operating rooms at
Johns Hopkins in Baltimore. He discovered on his first day of training that he is managing their largest project in the world to date (55 operating rooms). Go Ben!
So he is working from home and will eventually start commuting to Baltimore up to 3 times per week. Luckily the company has given him a monthly car allowance and will pay for his gas. The major commuting probably won't start until the summer. This of course means we are now in the market for a second car. We have loved surviving on only one car and taking advantage of the metro so this will be a change.
The first 3 weeks of his job he was traveling to Texas and California for training which was not very fun with Oliver only being a week old. But now he's home all the time and it is AWESOME! No hour-long commute into D.C. each morning and night. We get to eat lunch together and have dinner as early as we want! Ben even makes dinner a lot of the time. We can do Costco runs together and I can run errands while kids are napping. Ben is also able to go running
* during the day. It helps that he is not super busy yet but I'm sure that will change eventually. It has made the difficult transition to three kids much easier. He had a lot of stresses at his old job so it's nice to take a break from that, for a little while anyway.
We managed to squeeze a little office space into our bedroom. It's not ideal, but it works for now. My organizational skills are definitely being put to the test, which I actually love.
Ben is also enjoying his new iphone. Some photos of him in action:


(When Amelia and Elsa saw this photo, they got it in their heads that Ben had become a doctor. The other day I was explaining to Amelia that kindergarten was only the beginning of many years of school–after she was complaining how tiring it was–and I mentioned that if she was like Uncle Dan, she would have to go even LONGER to become a doctor. She said "Well, dad didn't have to go to school to become a doctor. He just watched some videos on his computer and then he became a doctor." Don't worry Dan, we cleared that up.)
*Perhaps running in the middle of the day will be safer. Ben just now informed me that he was hit by a car during a morning run about 4 months ago. (He didn't want to freak me out at the time since I was very pregnant and have always been worried about the very NOT pedestrian/biker friendly roads around here. I always figured it would be his walk to the metro that would take him out.) A woman coming out of a side street and turning onto the main road didn't see Ben running down the main road and hit him. He actually flew up onto her hood (and dented it) and his face was smashed against the windshield. The woman was completely freaked out and extremely apologetic. Ben was okay and was just concerned about keeping his running pace.